Danzig | Lyrics | Dirty Black Summer

On the way to Greenland I shall find
All the disparate fragments of my mind
And I, I shall return a different man
And darling, do, oh darling, do all that I can

On the way to Greenland I shall find
No mundane distractions of any kind
And if, if beneath the ice fields there?s a room
You know it?s there I?ll find my peace a lovely tomb

Friends, Greenland is a place where souls go to dry out
It is a vast and terrifying place of ice fields and tundra
Bereft of fire and in the horror of its imposing irrelevance
There is a sort peace

Peace and pain, the peace of nothing
Well friends, I'm telling you I?m going there

Fear is lying dying in the sands
Yes, and it?s breathing from the gills of my Greenland