Into the trees Past meadow grounds And further away from my home
Baying behind me I hear the hounds Flock's chasing to find me alone ♪ A trail of sickness Leading to me If I am haunted Then you will see Searching the darkness And emptiness I'm hiding away from the sun Will never rest Never be at ease All my matter's expired so I run
A trail of sickness Leading to me If I am haunted Then you will see ♪ There falls another Vapor hands released the blade Insane regrets at the drop Instruments of death before me ♪ Lose all to save a little At your peril it's justified And dismiss your demons As death becomes a jest You are the laughing stock Of the absinthe minded Confessions stuck in your mouth And long gone fevers reappear ♪ Nocturnally helpless And weak in the light Depending on a prayer Pacing deserted roads to find A seed of hope ♪ They are the trees ♪ Rotten pulp inside and never well ♪ Roots are sucking, thieving from my source ♪ Tired boughs reaching for the light ♪ It is all false pretension Harlequin forest Awaiting redemption for a lifetime As they die alone With no one by their side Are they forgiven? ♪ Stark determination Poisoning the soul Unfettered beast inside Claiming sovereign control ♪ And now the woods are burning ♪ Tearing life crops asunder Useless blackened remains Still pyre smoldering