Streams of Woe at Acheron Lyrics

Verse 1:
Turn away I'll pull the fangs out
Spinning room it's getting dark
Pre-Chorus:
This is the green lift, this is the archer
You never say that
This is the green lift, this is the archer
Chorus:
This starry night, the blue of seas
Are lifted off the ground
So poised and still, the figures hold
That I will not be found
Verse 2:
Turn away the Islet spiders
Gloaming pulse, the Siletzs stole
Pre-Chorus:
This is the green lift, this is the archer
You never say that
This is the green lift, this is the archer
Chorus:
This starry night, the blue of seas
Are lifted off the ground
So poised and still, the figures hold
That I will not be found