The Tree — текст песни (Freaks Of Nature)

THE TREE - FREAKS OF NATURE
At the dawn of time, in a golden shine
A gentle hand reached down, deep into the ground
To the heavens we call for the rain to fall
>From the earth we`d rise towards the open skies
>From the city they came with their chainsaws drawn
In the forest green there would be a murder scene
One by one they cut us down
Like wounded soldiers falling to the ground
Now thinking we were dead they severed our bodies from our heads
Refr1: I know they never see the beauty in a tree
Just keep on cutting down till there will be no more
Naked to the core
Cross the open land every tree will fall to man
Now I`m waking up but where`s the sky above
Don`t hear no sound of birds I`m still alive `cause I hurt
In this empty room, where no flowers bloom
I`ve met my doom, I have been entombed
Once a beautiful tree, they made a chair of me
>From my skin and flesh, they have built a tool of death
Now they bring him near, I can taste the smell of fear
In my lap of death It`s my turn to sear the flesh
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Refr2: I cannot believe, what they`ve done to me
I cannot escape my unlucky faith
I cannot forgive what they make me live
I will not forget, I survive on hate
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Signed,
The Crazy Mushroom (Tim Peeters)
e-mail T.M.M.Peeters@stud.tue.nl