So many lights on in the sand Can you tell me where the hell this goes in the end? Great seas and trees beyond imagination to see People breathe as I see them Race to green, lost on takeover To harvest the seeds that were sowed, so gracefully Plain god of the trees Let's see you bring in red into this place that doesn't belong I guess the forest creatures hope they won't be living here for long Just saw that coming from my usine like Smoke fills my lungs, and with it, disease Machines in the forest, they're coming for us To reap our souls, to feed their green Lie well, take our lives Big place left of what They stole from The belly dress in my hand They're taking by darkness within What an irony that I'm to be the one Save thee and those who took the life of the one I love To forever leave vice, dividing butchers Blood on the streets as they fall to their knees Restore what was lost, you save, save our peace Machines in the forest, they're coming for us To reap our souls, to feed their lost ♪ The smokeless man you're playing The forest is here, but forever changes One that gives life has been slain But life continues on the on descendents' gate