Cold clay floor beneath my feet
Where the salt and sulfur meet
Red silk ribbon on the wrist
In a gray and heavy mist
Wear the crown of heavy wool
Feel the velvet longing pull
Build a kingdom in the mud
Sown in salt and royal blood
Iron bells begin to chime
Counting down the stolen time
Followers in rows of white
Walking through the velvet night
Gilded horns and ivory bone
Sitting on a jagged throne
Give a gift of honey sweet
Lay the world beneath my feet
Wear the crown of heavy wool
Feel the velvet longing pull
Build a kingdom in the mud
Sown in salt and royal blood
Burn the old maps in the fire
Climb the mountain ever higher
One last prayer to gods of old
Turn the charcoal into gold
Scent of incense in the air
Silver needles in my hair
Close the gate and lock the door
I don't want the world no more
Wear the crown of heavy wool
Feel the velvet longing pull
Build a kingdom in the mud
Sown in salt and royal blood
Wool and gold, wool and gold.
Just a lamb within the fold.