Creepy Green Light
PETER THOMAS STEELE
This Halloween
So unlike any other
Her final words
Don't be afraid
Of the green light
Of the green light (green light)
On muddy ground
I'm lying drunk on her grave
Where I must wait
Until she wakes
The soil splits
Greenwood's ground will quake beneath me
And so shall take
Into the earth
To the green light
To the green light
The autumn air
Thickly fills my lungs so sweetly
Reminds me of her smoky breath
With wine and this
Bouquet of maple
And oak leaves
In death or life
We'll always be
I find myself drawn to her shadow domain
This moonlit night
Late October's swirling fog gloom
And as promised
My love did rise
From the green light
