After Spells, Three times called After gold dust Three times falled Come Maiden The stress marks the hand, Come fisher, farmer, From and then Once an interesting red (Once dressed in red) Warmed by the flames on feather beds While all the times (she?) started crying (crime?) Chilled by winds, the Month of Ice Eat them of frost, Eat them of snow The monarch decreed To them their own Up on a spike, They perched his head Cursed his name, Burned his stake. Hush Delilah Don’t be a fright Momma will sing Through all the night (Many have come before morning sun?) Don’t dream of hope yet to come. (Whole song repeats afterward, excluding Up on A spike and onwards,)