Type O Negative - Green Man lyrics

[Type O Negative - Green Man lyrics]

Spring won't come, the need of strife
To struggle to be freed from hard ground, hmm

The evening mists that creep and crawl
Will drench me in dew and so drown, hmm

I'm the green man the green man

Sol in prime sweet summertime
Cast shadows of doubt on my face, hmm

A midday sun, it's caustic hues
Refracting within the still lake, hmm

I'm the green man the green man

Autumn in her flaming dress
Of orange, brown, gold fallen leaves, hmm

My mistress of the frigid night
I worship pray to on my knees, hmm



Winter's breath of filthy snow
Befrosted paths to the unknown
Have my lips turned blue purple

Life is coming to an end
So says me, me Wiccan friend
Nature coming full circle

I'm the green man the green man

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