ARTEMIS — Domina Silvae

ARTEMIS — Domina Silvae [Whispered Invocation] Domina Silvae... Luna Mater... Custos Luporum... Audi me... --- [Verse I] Do not crown me with your longing, Do not carve your name in stone. I was born beneath the birches, Where the silver rivers roam. Every heartbeat knows the pinewood, Every footprint knows the snow. I belong to moon and mountains, Not the kingdoms built below. The doe runs first, the wolves beside me, Owls remember what I keep. Every leaf becomes a prayer, Every root remembers deep. --- [Pre-Chorus] I have never feared your eyes. Only cages dressed as love. Leave your promises behind; The stars have spoken from above. --- [Chorus] Run, sisters, run! The moon is calling every name. Run, sisters, run! The forest knows us all the same. No chain of gold, No throne of stone, No hand shall claim what can't be owned. Domina Silvae! Luna Mater! Custos Luporum! --- [Verse II] Not a prude, nor cold as winter, Not untouched because of shame. I have kissed the wind at midnight; Freedom is my oldest flame. Men are rivers, men are seasons, Some bring life and some bring flood. I refuse no soul its journey; I refuse the hunter's blood. Walk beside me if you're willing. Walk behind me if you must. Walk before me and you'll vanish Into cedar, fern, and dust. --- [Ritual Break] Domina Silvae! Audi nos! Luna Mater! Audi nos! Custos Luporum! Audi nos! In silva sumus. In luna vivimus. Libera semper. Aeterna. --- [Bridge] Every arrow flies with mercy. Every hunt repays the land. Nothing taken without blessing, Nothing wasted by my hand. Where the wounded find a shelter, Where forgotten children cry, There my shadow keeps the watchfire, There the wolves become reply. --- [Final Chorus] Run, sisters, run! Across the rivers, through the rain. Run, sisters, run! No tyrant breaks the ancient chain. Moon above. Earth below. Through our bones the old songs flow. Domina Silvae! Luna Mater! Custos Luporum! --- [Outro – fading to wolves] I was never yours to follow. I was never yours to tame. I am every silent footstep Calling forests by their name. Domina Silvae... Luna Mater... Custos Luporum... (A lone wolf howls. Others answer. The choir dissolves into the sound of wind through ancient pines.)