Never Hollowed By The Stare

The winter sun has turned its back,
So we gather to the show,
To watch the battle of the Kings,
The earth beneath is frozen deep,
Time to wake him from his sleep,
To fight brother Holly and turn another year,
Praise to the Oak and Holly Kings,
One will live, the other will die,
To be reborn again,
Green Man, the hunter, O King of all this land,
Green Man, the hunter, O King of all this land,
Light, dark, night and day.

A cold moonbeam and a warm sunray,
Battle to rule this sacred isle,
Centuries have come and gone,
The timeless struggle carries on,
Kept alive in all true pagan hearts.

Praise to the Oak and Holly Kings,
One will live, the other will die,
To be, reborn again, to be, reborn again,
Green Man, the hunter, O King of all this land,
Green Man, the hunter, O King of all this land,
Green Man, the hunter, O King of all this land,
Green Man, the hunter, O King of all this land,

And the snow-queen casts her spell,
Over every hill and vale,

Praise to the Oak and Holly Kings,
One will live, the other will die,
To be, reborn again, to be, reborn again,
Green Man, the hunter, O King of all this land,
Green Man, the hunter, O King of all this land,
Green Man, the hunter, O King of all this land,
Green Man, the hunter, O King of all this land,