[Intro] (Instrumental Solo) [Verse 1] Cabin hunkered ‘neath the mountain, where silver mist unspools Maighan’s ice-blue eyes burn hot, though winter’s air is cool Her russet coat catches moonlight, her howl splits silent pines Cursing Alistair’s name for the debt that binds her lines Father lied: “Your mother lies in the churchyard, dust and bone” Her blood’s already boiling ‘fore the day surrenders to the moon [Chorus] Heel to the floor and toe to the ground The moon unearthed the secret in your marrow, safe and sound Latch rattles sharp, shadow blocks the door The Lady of the Manor stands on the kitchen’s floor From Connemara’s hills to Atlantic foam Queen Siobhan’s come to lead her daughter home [Verse 2] Hunting tweed wraps her frame, boots polished to gunmetal sheen Her gaze’s sharp as forged iron, could crack a crown clean “I’m no ghost of faded memory, no wisp upon the wind I’m the magic in your pulse, the runes carved in your skin Your father feared your fire, locked you where the dark won’t bend But embers don’t die quiet when the soul’s caught the spark’s command” [Verse 3] Maighan’s ice-blue gaze cuts sharp across the kitchen’s floor Caleb steps from shadow by the oak door’s heavy roar Viking Alpha, broad of shoulder, wolf-heart beating deep Northman spirit in his bones, his stride’s a promise to keep “Mother, meet my fated mate, my shield through storm and gale” Siobhan nods like tempered steel to the warrior of the hail [Bridge] (Instrumental Solo) Click-clack, click-clack, roar and run! Daughter of the Moon and the Morning Sun! Click-clack, click-clack, bone and skin! Let the ancient Irish magic in! [Verse 4] “Maighan, lift your chin high, let your wolfish spirit bloom There’s a power in your bloodline that can light the darkest room Druid wisdom in your veins, Ogham stone’s strength in your soul You’re a noble’s daughter—you will never walk alone, whole” She takes her mother’s hand, feels the current burn and fly Two frozen hunters howl beneath the emerald sky [Chorus] Heel to the floor and toe to the ground The moon unearthed the secret in your marrow, safe and sound Latch rattles sharp, shadow blocks the door The Lady of the Manor stands on the kitchen’s floor From Connemara’s hills to Atlantic foam Queen Siobhan’s come to lead her daughter home [Outro] The lie’s six feet under, cold and still The wolf’s unchained, running free at will Siobhan found her daughter, the circle’s sewn As the old magic always, always has known