Quone - Spare Me The Pleasant Trees | Текст песни

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• Spare Me The Pleasant Trees

Serpent tongues, empowered mouths,
They fill my speech with poison,
Pockets lined by traitor’s flags,
We refuse to speak,

Forge your own strength,
You are not what you are,
But what you can become,

If I could speak for you,
I would grant you strength for both of us,
If I could speak into your past,
I promise I would speak it away,
But I can’t give you the courage,
That you will need to fight the coming battle,
So carve your own heart,
Cut it and shape it yourself.

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