[Verse 1] At the thorn gate, rain runs black I hear the growls of a dark wolf pack A white moth circles The Queen's empty chair And something in the yew trees learns to stare [Pre-Chorus] You call my name from under the hill The hounds lie down; the bells go still [Chorus] Queen of the briars, keep your hands from me Your silver teeth shine through the elder tree I hear your promise, sweet as winter wine Every path you offer ends in my bloodline [Verse 2] You braid red thread through my sleeve Tell me what the roots believe A cold moon dust rests upon your palm You smile, and every crow goes calm [Pre-Chorus] You call my name from under the hill The hounds lie down; the bells go still [Chorus] Queen of the briars, keep your hands from me Your silver teeth shine through the elder tree I hear your promise, sweet as winter wine Every path you offer ends in my bloodline [Bridge] The well has swallowed souls that sing The forest remembers fire, how it burns and stings The Queen lean close: “Choose what you adore” I choose the road, to walk forever more [Final Chorus] Queen of the briars, your feast is done The east grows pale; the hounds have run Keep your crown beneath the elder tree The dawn has found the name you stole from me [Outro] At the thorn gate, rain runs clear The Queen's chair is empty, forever waiting here
