Irons on the altar
New chains, same cage, always a
Mother or a daughter
Good grace, Gives way to red rage
They crave the rose, curse the thorns
Cry for love, show of force
Kill the thing they adore
Yah yah yah yah yah yah
Every night they were burning her down
Golden the ashes they cover the ground
Never dared to raise her high
Sainted in the afterlife
Sanctify me, strike and light me
Flames behind me burn me down
Sanctify me, strike and light me
Braid the ivy, braid the ivy
Round my crown
Holier than holy
Painting my grief in gold leaf
Hold power like an offering when I reach for it
Put it to my lips you take it from me
Crave the rose, curse the thorns
Cry for love, show of force
Kill the thing they adore
Yah yah yah yah yah yah
Every night they were burning her down
Golden the ashes they cover the ground
Never dared to raise her high
Sainted in the afterlife
Sanctify me, strike and light me
Flames behind me burn me down
Sanctify me, strike and light me
Braid the ivy, braid the ivy
Round my crown
Sanctify me, strike and light me
Flames behind me burn me down
Sanctify me, strike and light me
Braid the ivy round my crown
Every night they were burning her down
Golden the ashes they cover the ground