The Tree

At the dawn of time in a golden shine
a gentle hand reached down deep into the ground
to the heavens we call for the rain to fall
from the earth we rise towards the open skies
from the city they came with their chainsaws drawn
in the forest green there would be a murder scene
one by one they cut us down
like wounded soldiers falling to the ground
now thinking we were dead
they severed our bodies from our heads

I know they never see the beauty in a tree
just keep on cutting down till there will be no more
naked to the core, cross the open land
every tree will fall to man

now I m waking up but where s the sky above
don t hear no sound of birds, still alive cause I hurt
in this empty room where no flowers bloom
I have met my down, I have been entombed
once a peaceful tree, they have made a chair of me
from my skin and flesh they have built a tool of death
now they bring him near, I can taste the smell of fear
in my lap of death, it s my turn to sear the flesh

I know they never see the beauty in a tree
just keep on cutting down till there will be no more
naked to the core, cross the open land
every tree will fall to man

I cannot believe what they ve done to me
I cannot escape my unlucky fate
I cannot forgive what they make me live
I will not forget, I survive on hate

I know they never see the beauty in a tree
just keep on cutting down, the slaughter never stops
can t seem to get enough, just keep on cutting down
till there will be no more, naked to the core
across the open land, every tree will fall to man

I cannot believe what they ve done to me
I cannot escape my unlucky fate
I cannot forgive what they make me live
I will not forget, I survive on hate
I cannot believe what they ve done to me
I cannot escape my unlucky fate
I cannot forgive what they make me live
I will not forget, cause I survive on hate, on hate