The Wolf's Sun - Esben and the Witch

You shine, a slice of silver light

And I am tethered to my kite

Bound by beams, your pearly rays

A Queen, whose name I’ll gladly praise

So lead me through the dark

Your fingers clawing at my heart

Clutching me against your breast

Inside your crook, I’ll lay my head

A rock, our mother of the sky

Now all your children are on fire

They burn, they play, the night is here

The sky is full of glowing spheres

So cut the coal, my gleaming knife

And mow the black away with white

A lambent beacon, beckoning

The mad to howl and the wolves to sing

Wolves to sing!

My siren, I’m sailing

Through misty seas and marshes

I’ll row the boat on sad lakes

With sad tides, under mountains

My mirror, shine brightly

In darkness you call me

I’ll follow your halo

My lover, I’m weaker

Light it is blooming

A madness consuming

Inside your head, inside your hands

In love!

I’m raptured!