Daughter of the Black Pine Lyrics

Shh…
Don't speak my name too loud
Black pine listens, heavy cloud
Ash on my tongue, frost in my hair
I was born from a midnight prayer

I learned to walk where the raven's feed
Barefoot cuts in a fallen reed
Mama's hands on a deer-hide drum
Beats of thunder saying, 'Girl, don't run'

Old church bells on a far white hill
Never reached where the woods grow still
I lit my fire by the bog's dark edge
Swore my life on a broken pledge

No crown, no cross, no iron chain
Only pine smoke in my veins

I am the daughter of the black pine night
Eyes full of storm, heart full of light
Roots in the soil, breath in the sky
I was never made to kneel or cry
I am the whisper in the winter rain
Sword on the wound, hand on the flame
Call for your saints, call for your sign
I still belong to the black, black pine

Tagelharpa moans like a distant wolf
Strings half-broken, sound grown rough
I drag the bow like a sharpened bone
Through every shadow I call my own
Steel poured me in hells, not from your throne
Forged in the dark, hammered alone
Snow in my lungs, soot on my teeth
I carry thunder underneath

No king, no law, no wedding ring
Only owls that watch me sing

I am the daughter of the black pine night
Eyes full of storm, heart full of light
Roots in the soil, breath in the sky
I was never made to kneel or cry
I am the whisper in the winter rain
Sword on the wound, hand on the flame
Call for your saints, call for your sign
I still belong to the black, black pine

Black pine take me
Black earth wake me
Cold wind shake me
Old gods make me
Black pine keep me
Dark moss sleep me
Sharp frost kiss me
Wild North bless me

I am the daughter of the black pine night
Barefoot rage and broken rye
Roots in the soil, breath in the sky
I will never bow, I was born to defy
I am the echo that your priest can't bind
Fire in the snow, storm in the mind
Call what you fear, call what you find
You'll hear my song in the black, black pine

Black pine, black pine, black pine
This wild heart is mine