As you stand rooted in the Earth before me I gaze upon your branches Who once were the instruments of my demise Suspended, my feet above ground Nearly lifeless I swing Only when the all consuming blackness began to set in Did your sturdy arms fail to hold Robbed of my freedom, my young mind defeated With the twine still firmly constricting my throat I opened my eyes, With the cold, solid Earth at my back I look upon your branches With bloodshot, innocent eyesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.