Now i feel the weight of my path
Horizon crosses out the tower of trees
As long as my hands are pierced with steel
The bone is intact but the soul twisted

Those leaves are dead now
They walk the ground

I hear the voices pounding on my chest
So i turn the television off and listen to their song
A tale of liberation

Those leaves are dead now
They walk the ground
And I died with them too

Hear the scream
Internal hail
Liberator
Freeing what we should be

Storm has come tonight
In the moment I felt the soil
The moon has crawled into my eyes
The sky has grown it leads my hand
Through the dark yet soothing forest

Those leaves are dead now
They walk the ground
And I died with them too

Hear the scream
Internal hail
Liberator
Freeing what we should be

What we should be Mother?
Do you pray for what I do?
Do you think of where I'm now?
It's not only a place
It's charge of thoughts
It's not for leaving you
It's not for not leaving myself

Hear the scream
(Which follows one to darkness)
Internal hail
(Turns right or wrong so kind)
Liberator
(It's blade's defiled with madness)
Freeing what we should be
(And turns its end on sight)
What we should be
(And turns its end on sight)
(And turns its end on sight)
And turns its end on sight

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