The forest has fallen
The circle of life is soon to be forever broken
We hold the last leaves of a poisoned tree
Our heritage is our hostage
Our legacy is our tragedy
True words remain unspoken
Blood is spilled while lifes are stolen
A circle is broken, forever broken
No heart should be able to forgive
Only to condemn and forbid
Poison absorbed into roots
Resulting in the wickedness of earth
We hold the last leaves of a poisoned tree
Our heritage is our hostage
Our legacy is our tragedy
Blow the horn of resistance
Invoke the believers of the sane (side)
The uprising hour is near
A crusade to turn the tide
Sealed with the rebellion of few
We march to unarm this suicide
With every birth and every slay
A continuance of madness
Weaken this tree fo decay!