The roots of the matter run miles deep This is the era of eternal sleep Please everybody now but please be advised Nothing's going away just cuz' you're closing your eyes
This is the harvest of some rotten seeds This surely isn't any mystery This is the fruit of-a the poison trees You better ask yourself what you believe
I see a stormin' is coming down And I can feel my bones creak I know you can feel it too But you just to scared Are you just to scared to speak?
The wire is taped now and crackling hot Words from a burning screen will make your stomach knot Fear the hopeless and lock the door Sweet safety, praise the lord
The loud voices got the signals locked All the past heroes now outlined in chalk Well that'll teach the world to not walk the walk And show your face out in the light and hear the pistols pop
Well.. this is the harvest of some rotten seeds This surely isn't any mystery This is the fruit of-a the poison trees You better ask yourself what you believe
I see a stormin' is coming down And I can feel it in my bones I know you can feel it too But you think that you're You think that you're all alone
Old tactics leaves you face down on the bricks This new dog knows some terrible tricks Turn the camera's off and it doesn't exist Thats a lesson well learned back in 1966
This is the harvest of some rotten seeds This surely isn't any mystery This is the fruit of the poison trees You better ask yourself what you believe
I see a stormin' is coming down And I can feel my bones creak I know you can feel it too But you just to scared Are you just to scared to?
A stormin' is coming down And I can feel it in my bones I know you can feel it too But you just think that you're You think that you're all aloneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
