I found it listening to the accordion. All based on three chords Gm, D and Cm in 
different orders and played in 3/4.
For the intro or bridges:
//:Gm/Cm/D/Gm://


Gm         D            D         Gm
In others' mouths the scraping of rocks,
Gm         D        D         Gm
who walk a rope run along the ground
Gm       D    D   Gm
Into the basket,             (x2)

Gm          D      D           Gm
Whither the sky is fatted with ice,
Gm           D           D         Gm
come as the earth grows richer of blood -
    Gm        D  D     Gm
The doe is in season,        (x2)

Gm          Cm    Cm  D      D       D     D      Gm
We pull our teeth out laying down in easy places
Gm          Cm  Cm   D        D         D        D        Gm
Thicken the air with talk but cover our eyes up with our hands
         Gm          Cm     Cm   D   D       D          D         Gm
They're shooting the wolves from helicopters can you believe that
Gm         Cm   Cm         D      D         D         D      Gm
Out in the wide world the wildest ones are vanishing quickly

       Gm            Cm               D           Gm
But it won't be the Witches that are burning this time (x3)


(And then repeat the same pattern for rest of the song)


Out in the wood a passing of hours,
in the jailhouse of limb a passing of years
Into the casket (x2)

I will not crouch polluted with law,
No traitor to witch, no traitor to wolf
Judas Iscariot (x2)

We pull our teeth out laying down in easy places we
Thicken the air with talk but cover our eyes up with our hands
They're shooting the wolves from helicopters can you believe that
Out in the wide world the wildest ones are vanishing quickly

But it won't be the Witches that are Burning this time (x3)

Now the white wool has twisted round the land,
The cowering altar and matricide borne.
The stones they are screaming (x2)

I could call them men but they are not
Men, faces like blood rags, yet dressed to the fines.
Chariots surround us (x2)

We pull our teeth out laying down in easy places we
Thicken the air with talk but cover our eyes up with our hands
They're shooting the wolves from helicopters can you believe that
Out in the wide world the wildest ones are vanishing quickly

But it won't be the Witches that are Burning this time.

Feel free to modify and publish it if you find better.

Tass