Skin of thornsnA breath of firenNo life comes near itnNone feels it's desirennA longing for somethingnTo ease the lonelinessnIn these deep enchanted woodsnIt feeds on emptinessnnWho hears you, who sees younOnly those who you infect with fearnNo equals, a darker part of lightnYour only legacy was the pleasant shades of nightnn[Chorus]nAnd now it's been to longnYour cry of pain to someonenYou are the melancholy beast of the woodsnNever have you felt at homenIn the silent dark of your thronenYou are the melancholy beast of the woodsnnWho hears your crynWho looks beneathnA twin born creature or a fellow soulnnBehold your queennOne of your kindnNot of looks, but of what's kept insidennWho hears you, who sees younOnly those who you infect with fearnAcross the ages you've waited patientlynOh and now she's here, a light so clearnn[Chorus]nAnd now it's been to longnYour cry of pain to someonenYou are the melancholy beast of the woodsnNever have you felt at homenIn the silent dark of your thronenYou are the melancholy beast of the woodsnn[Words spoken]nAnd the world held it's breath in enchantmentnAnd the beauty and the beast within unitednAnd the light and the dark were as onenAnd a new way of understanding was bornnn[Outro / Keyboard / Guitar solo]n