Now when the day goes to sleep and the full moon looks
 And the night is so black that the darkness cooks
 And [bad word] creeping around, making me do things I don't want to do

 Can't believe that she needs my love so bad
 [bad word] sneaking around, trying to drive me mad
 Busting in all my dreams, making me see things I don't want to see

 'Cause you're the Green Manalishi with the two-pronged crown
 All night dragging us up, or you're bringing us down
 Just taking my love, and slip away
 Leaving me here, trying to keep from following you