| Knee deep in the dead of their kind
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| They carry on without seeming to mind
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| Feed off their flesh, larger they grow
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| Persevere through ice, wind and snow
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| When metal beasts come crashing through the under brush
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| Through old majestic growth
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| To defend itself the forest will come to life
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| Encroachment against humanity, running root breaking stone
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| Rise up feed off the dead
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| Towering giants fill you with dread
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| Avenge the axe, avenge the blade
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| Cleansing all the parasites
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| A green shadow cast upon the world
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| Pushed to the brink the trees reclaim what is theirs
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| Collapse tall buildings for the survival of their kind
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| Rise up feed off the dead
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| Towering giants fill you with dread
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| Avenge the axe, avenge the blade
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| Payment’s coming for every cut that you’ve made
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| Feed off the dead, fill you with dread
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| Payment’s coming
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| Above their heads shine the stars of the night
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| Rising up through the dark to the light
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| Mighty giants, standing arm to arm
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| Warriors march forward, sound the alarm
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| Rise up
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| Born of the earth, more armies advance
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| The forest king will reign
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| Overtaking cities with branches they ensnare
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| Pushing the human race back a million years
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| The earth grows quiet all plant life will dominate again
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| When every structure falls you’ll know the forest is king
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| Rise up feed off the dead
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| Towering giants fill you with dread
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| Avenge the axe, avenge the blade
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| Feed off the dead, fill you with dread
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| Payment’s coming |