the forest has fallen the circle of life is soon to be forever broken we hold the last leaves of a poisoned tree our heritage is our hostage our legacy is our tragedy
true words remain unspoken blood is spilled while lifes are stolen a circle is broken, forever broken no heart should be able to forgive only to condemn and forbid
poison absorbed into roots resulting in the wickedness of earth we hold the last leaves of a poisoned tree our heritage is our hostage our legacy is our tragedy
blow the horn of resistance invoke the believers of the sane (side) the uprising hour is near a crusade to turn the tide sealed with the rebellion of few we march to unarm this suicide
with every birth and every slay a continuance of madness weaken this tree fo decay!