Run From the Forest
Run from the forest
Things are breaking up inside, oh
Trees are uprooting
The man in charge has lied
We've taken everything slowly
From the day our wives got lost
We've withstood disasters humbly
The barking wind, the biting frost
You've not heard a word from us
Yet you cut us down in cold blood
You've broke the woods and our trust
Prepare your legions for a flood
Run from the forest
Things are breaking up inside, oh
Trees are uprooting
The White Wizard lied
Run to the tower
Of the evil one himself, oh
Wait not for
The aid of man nor elf
I've taken nothing too seriously
Till the day my wife was killed
You spurred my want for vengeance
On the King and Fife's blood spilled
You've been too afraid of me
It's my whole life or the word of the witch
How fortuitous it comes to be
No more blood will be spilled by you, bitch
Run from the forest
Things are breaking up inside, oh
Trees are uprooting
Till the king has died
Run to the castle
Of the king of Scottish fame
Uproot the forest
Up to Dunsinane
Out of Birnam to Dunsinane
Out of Birnam to Dunsinane, oh
(From Fangorn to Isengard)
Out of Birnam to Dunsinane
Out of Birnam to Dunsinane, oh
(From Fangorn to Isengard)
Out of Birnam to Dunsinane
Out of Birnam to Dunsinane, oh
(From Fangorn to Isengard)
Out of Birnam to Dunsinane
The Scottish King has lied
(The White Wizard lied)
Run from the forest
Things are breaking up inside, oh
Trees are uprooting
The man in charge has lied
Run from the forest
Things are breaking up inside, oh
Trees are uprooting
The man in charge has died
Things are breaking up inside, oh
Trees are uprooting
The man in charge has lied
We've taken everything slowly
From the day our wives got lost
We've withstood disasters humbly
The barking wind, the biting frost
You've not heard a word from us
Yet you cut us down in cold blood
You've broke the woods and our trust
Prepare your legions for a flood
Run from the forest
Things are breaking up inside, oh
Trees are uprooting
The White Wizard lied
Run to the tower
Of the evil one himself, oh
Wait not for
The aid of man nor elf
I've taken nothing too seriously
Till the day my wife was killed
You spurred my want for vengeance
On the King and Fife's blood spilled
You've been too afraid of me
It's my whole life or the word of the witch
How fortuitous it comes to be
No more blood will be spilled by you, bitch
Run from the forest
Things are breaking up inside, oh
Trees are uprooting
Till the king has died
Run to the castle
Of the king of Scottish fame
Uproot the forest
Up to Dunsinane
Out of Birnam to Dunsinane
Out of Birnam to Dunsinane, oh
(From Fangorn to Isengard)
Out of Birnam to Dunsinane
Out of Birnam to Dunsinane, oh
(From Fangorn to Isengard)
Out of Birnam to Dunsinane
Out of Birnam to Dunsinane, oh
(From Fangorn to Isengard)
Out of Birnam to Dunsinane
The Scottish King has lied
(The White Wizard lied)
Run from the forest
Things are breaking up inside, oh
Trees are uprooting
The man in charge has lied
Run from the forest
Things are breaking up inside, oh
Trees are uprooting
The man in charge has died
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Writer(s): Madeleine Ackley
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