[Intro] Fields of electric flowers beneath a violet moon The foxfire is waking... [Verse 1] Dead moons bloom in the branches Above the blackthorn gate Thunderflowers open their electric hearts And whisper the shape of fate Foxfire spills from the hedgerows In ribbons of ghostly blue Painting secret names on the roots Only the wild ones knew [Pre-Chorus] Hush now The mushrooms are listening Hush now The brambles remember the old tongue [Chorus] Bells ring beneath the moss Crowbone keys in the rain The Unseelie breathe through sleeping roots And call the wild again Antlered shadows cross the moonlight Silver-eyed hares appear The forest wears a thousand faces And every face can hear [Verse 2] A moon-rabbit sleeps in the orchard Curled inside a fallen star Dreaming white rivers through the branches And the places between where worlds are Foxes trade riddles for rowan berries Lynx print sigils in ash and snow While vampire faeries drink starlight From crystal thorns that glow [Pre-Chorus] Step lightly The invisible pathways wander Step softly Reality molts its skin [Chorus] Bells ring beneath the moss Dancing in the rain The Unseelie breathe through sleeping roots And call the wild again Antlered shadows cross the moonlight Silver-eyed hares appear The forest wears a thousand faces And every face can hear [Bridge, Dark Faerie Invocation] Bone and amber Ash and clover Storm and feather Root and thorn The Wild Hunt circles the horizon On hooves of midnight born The antlered king walks through the thunder With foxfire in his veins Seven storm-witches stitch together The torn hem of the sky [Hook] Awaken, daughters of thunder! Awaken, children of stone! Follow the hare with the lantern skull The blackthorn calls you home Drink from the river of starless silver Dance where the lightning dreams The storm is not above you The storm is in your veins [Final Chorus, Soaring] Dead moons bloom in the branches Above the blackthorn gate Thunderflowers open their electric hearts And whisper the shape of fate Bells ring beneath the moss Dancing in the rain The Unseelie breathe through sleeping roots And call the wild again [Outro, Haunting] The moon-rabbit is dreaming The foxfire is awake The dead moons are listening [End]