Wolfsangel - Of Ye Birch Tree Slain lyrics
rate meOnce there lived a man in a small house of wood<br />
Just before the threshold tall birch-tree stood<br />
Knocking at his window and pulling his hair<br />
All of that he did not care<br />
<br />
Days passed the nights and the nights passed the days<br />
Human's path was his only way<br />
Once under the full moon he fell asleep<br />
A girl came to him and began to weep<br />
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[Birch:] Please, please, darling come to me<br />
[Man:] How can I not knowing thee?<br />
[Birch:] Please, please, darling come to me<br />
[Man:] How can I not knowing thee?<br />
<br />
[Birch:] Always I've been here don't be surprised<br />
You'll see me always just close your eyes<br />
Knocking at your window and pulling your hair<br />
[Man:] I'm sick and tied of you so beware<br />
<br />
[Birch:] Please, please, darling come to me<br />
[Man:] Oh, well, I'll come and cut thee<br />
[Birch:] Please, please, darling come to me<br />
[Man:] Oh, well, I'll come and cut thee<br />
<br />
[Birch:]<br />
Be my blacksmith to forge the new swords<br />
Be my staff for wild waters to cross<br />
Be my hop to bitter my drink<br />
Be my key to break wooden link<br />
I'm your smithy to forge the new sword<br />
I'm your way to the stallions of Njord<br />
I'm your mare to ride through the night<br />
I'm your birch tree with tears so bright<br />
<br />
Then he took an axe and exited the house<br />
Came to tall white tree and closed his eyes<br />
The girl came to him one and final time<br />
But he preferred to close his mind<br />
<br />
[Man:] Oh, well, I have come to thee<br />
Please, please, don't worry me<br />
Oh, well, I have come to thee<br />
Please, please, don't worry me<br />
<br />
His hands were above and her waist below<br />
Thus he embraced her in moment slow<br />
The cold iron passed into her heart<br />
When his eyes had opened they were apart<br />
<br />
So he turned to mirror again and again<br />
Blood on his axe, blood on his hands<br />
Grinning and laughing he came to the wood<br />
Hanged himself - now he's ravens' food<br />
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[Man:] Now you will never come to me<br />
[Birch:] Oh, well, good night to thee<br />
[Man:] Now you will never come to me<br />
[Birch:] Oh, well, good night to thee<br />
<br />
No one now lives in a small house of wood<br />
Nothing there is, so the tale ends good
