Paroles: Haken. Otras Canciones. Black Seed.
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Thirsty seeds won't grow without celestial flow
from the blood of the earth,
or tears of the gods bring forth life.
Burning tree, ash in the breeze, land on fire.
Human desire for rising flames,
blackened remains, all is still.
Rising through the earth
and let the light summon birth,
reaching arms to the sun.
Or beckoned by God, brings forth life.
Falling tree, death in the leaves, land in pain,
all in vain of wounded hearts.
Scattered remains, all is still.
Life, endless paradise
bound to a destined demise.
Come alive, dancing in the wind,
beauty tainted by sin.
Sin of man, don't bite the hand that feeds,
respect the tree that gives you air to breathe.
Resist the need to feed, the black seed of human greed
is the curse that holds us in its grasp.
But nature will prevail,
will nature prevail?
Only time will tell if nature will prevail!
Endless paradise,
bound to a destined demise.
I'm still alive, dancing in the wind.
Beauty tainted by sin, tainted by sin.
Standing free, hope in the trees, breath of life.
Nature's desire for healing scars
The forest remains, all is still.
Thirsty seeds won't grow without celestial flow
from the blood of the earth,
or tears of the gods bring forth life.
Burning tree, ash in the breeze, land on fire.
Human desire for rising flames,
blackened remains, all is still.
Rising through the earth
and let the light summon birth,
reaching arms to the sun.
Or beckoned by God, brings forth life.
Falling tree, death in the leaves, land in pain,
all in vain of wounded hearts.
Scattered remains, all is still.
Life, endless paradise
bound to a destined demise.
Come alive, dancing in the wind,
beauty tainted by sin.
Sin of man, don't bite the hand that feeds,
respect the tree that gives you air to breathe.
Resist the need to feed, the black seed of human greed
is the curse that holds us in its grasp.
But nature will prevail,
will nature prevail?
Only time will tell if nature will prevail!
Endless paradise,
bound to a destined demise.
I'm still alive, dancing in the wind.
Beauty tainted by sin, tainted by sin.
Standing free, hope in the trees, breath of life.
Nature's desire for healing scars
The forest remains, all is still.
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