One more nightmare calling
Across his father's fields
The night skies are dawning
Take as much as she will
Trees come down
No more heathens falling
Leave scripts on a burning page
No love just heathens falling
In this dying age
Trees come down
There's a girl in a green dress
She's got eyes like fire and lips so tame
She's haunted by the girl
Who's crying in the red dress
Running for her life
In this dying age, dying age
This dying age
This dying age
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