Forest Of Dead Trees Songtext
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A golden world, once flurishing
Now a barron wasteland concieved
Our deaf ears can't hear the screams
Of the suffering, willowing, dying trees
No one seems to feel the cold
The darkness cloaks the open graves
The loss of all hope is yet so old
As the naked eye is blinded by the fog
Now a barron wasteland concieved
Our deaf ears can't hear the screams
Of the suffering, willowing, dying trees
No one seems to feel the cold
The darkness cloaks the open graves
The loss of all hope is yet so old
As the naked eye is blinded by the fog
The forces of greed and lust prevail
The human soul can't win this fight
The machine they built is oh so strong
Defiance is not an option tonight
The ceremony begins, the cematery holds
the funeral of man and his creations
Through despise they achieve all of their goals
Power, War, Hate, Controll
A once pround race reduced to ash
A once pure blood now run cold
An eternal paradox of meaningless existance
And the loss of hope still grows so old
The human soul can't win this fight
The machine they built is oh so strong
Defiance is not an option tonight
The ceremony begins, the cematery holds
the funeral of man and his creations
Through despise they achieve all of their goals
Power, War, Hate, Controll
A once pround race reduced to ash
A once pure blood now run cold
An eternal paradox of meaningless existance
And the loss of hope still grows so old
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