Lyrics:

Hail to my mother
Who used all her blood
And painted a circle
On my forehead
And hail to the wild wood
Your hand on my heart
Keeping it beating
In time with hers
And hail to the dancer
Who taught me to stand up
And opened my hands in her hands and held them up

Bright sun is coming over
My skin is firming up
The wolf is on my shoulder
My blood is not blood

And hail to my mother
Who used all her blood
To bury my body