[Verse 1] I kept the shutters closed, I kept the iron in my hand Building monuments of ego on a shifting floor of sand I told the shadows "not today," I told the wind to hush I was a frantic stroke of color in a grey and lonely brush I thought that being broken meant that I was meant to stay In the hollow of the silence, in the rot of my decay I didn't want a master, I didn't want a guide I was a king of nothing with nowhere left to hide. [Chorus] But she’s the Queen of every shadow, the Mother of the Moon The one who hears the heartbeat in a silent, empty room She calls to every splintered soul, the jagged and the torn And I ignored the silver thread until the veil was worn Now the keys are in my hand, and the torches light the track She showed me how to walk the dark, and I’m never looking back. [Verse 2] She didn't knock upon the door, she waited at the gate While I wrestled with the demons and the heavy hand of fate I thought I’d do it all alone, a soldier in the mist But the world is much more ancient than the parts that I resist She whispered through the hemlock, she echoed through the cave Reminding me that "sovereign" doesn't have to mean a slave To the memory of the trauma or the ghost of who I was She’s the effect of every spirit, she’s the fire and the cause. [Chorus] ‘Cause she’s the Queen of every shadow, the Mother of the Moon The one who hears the heartbeat in a silent, empty room She calls to every splintered soul, the jagged and the torn And I ignored the silver thread until the veil was worn Now the keys are in my hand, and the torches light the track She showed me how to walk the dark, and I’m never looking back. [Bridge] I see the three-fold face in the mirror of the well I’m casting off the stories that I used to have to tell The herbs are in the mortar, the salt is on the floor I’m not the lonely wanderer I started as before I was starving in the garden, now I’m feasting at the feast I found the Goddess in the center, and she’s quieted the beast! [Final Chorus] Yeah, she’s the Queen of every shadow, the Mother of the Moon The one who hears the heartbeat in a silent, empty room She calls to every splintered soul, the jagged and the torn And I ignored the silver thread until the veil was worn Now the keys are in my hand, and the torches light the track She showed me how to walk the dark... [Outro] The night is wide and open. The path is finally clear. She’s the Mother of the Witches. And I have found her here. (I’m never looking back...)
