The High Hunt

What will you do with me, But chase me through the night Over and over again mother? Have I not killed for you? The children, and their dreams The servants and their loyalty I cannot and will not begin to Explain to these stars and trees These stagnant ponds & poison weeds How we meet, or work together All I know is that I am your Son, lover, and father Sharing magic and bed with Wolves and monsters; You bid Me: Return with song and nightshade Teach me to charge talismans How to perfectly love a woman Grow gods for children Turn blood into hot copper And eat the heart of wild stag. Then abandon me without a word As sure as daybreak.