May Queen

I've seen the birds fall from the sky I've seen the harvest wither and die And now I know, our prayers have all been in vain We must invoke the Old Gods to bring back the rain Wake her at dawn, bring her down to the bower Robe her in white, crown her with funeral flowers Join the parade, oh follow her through fields of dust Because tonight we must bless the same soil with her blood May Queen Chosen One Daughter of the Sun May Queen Chosen One Now your time has come As dusk descends, we climb the black hill to the stones The sun sets blood red as she takes up her wicker throne Flames flicker high as our torches are put to the pyre Her reign will end, as her body is fed to the fire Oh god! May Queen Chosen One Daughter of the Sun May Queen Chosen One Now your time has come Now your time has come Now your time has come Now your time has come Now your time has come