"The Woodwoman" lyrics
"The Woodwoman"
Resting by my fire. Looking deep into it's flames
My mind must have been somewhere else
Far beyond these plains
I am suddenly aware of a pair of eyes staring at me
I turn around and behold the most ugly thing I have seen
The woman standing in the glade like a shadow in the night
Points her wretched finger at me with a wretched smile
And she asks me in a voice that sounds as if it's been so long
Since she spoke, if I seek magic then I should come along
I'm but a man. Mortal, a man
But she leaves no footprints in the snow
Still I follow on to where she is going
For she has promised me magic if I follow on
She takes me to a part of these woods few have ever seen
Where the sun surely won't reach
Still the ground ominously gleams
She says she's seen me coming and that she knows where I'll go
But before I leave she says there is this one thing I should know
She offers me the ability to take a fatal wound
Every cut by sword or spear will be absorbed by her tree-womb
The magic will remain until it's time for me to part with this mortal world
And all she'll claim is my young heat
I'm but a man. Mortal, a man
And I'll need all the help that I can get
So I give my heart to the woman of the dark
With or without it... my life is not over yet
Wing of bat and lizard's eye
Dust of a star fallen from the sky
Tears of a virgin and the cum of a god
Thirteen drops of an infant's blood
A twist of a cat's spit and oil of the moon
Stir for a while and very soon
A salve to be applied upon the chest
Close to where the heart beats strong
No pains will occur when her hand is pushed into my flesh
She'll slowly draw my living heart out of my open chest
She'll place my heart in the pit of the snake and behold the years go by
Hers to keep from the moment when the time has come for me to die
Writer(s): Thomas Börje Forsberg
- AZLyrics
- B
- Bathory Lyrics
album:
"Blood On Ice" (1996)
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