Trees, trees, trees of green
Turning black and swallow me
Good or bad
Right or wrong
The trees can’t tell
They hear no song
The world is bright
Within the trees
Full of life
Full of dreams
But the are trees sad
The trees are gone
They know the world
They know it’s harmed
So they take revenge
Out on me
And others who pass
Within the trees
It starts slowly within the breeze
Haunting of a sigh
The whistle through the leaves
Then as night comes
The earth grows still
But creatures awake
Ready to kill
They won’t hurt me
I know their minds
But stay away
Their eyes are blind
To good or bad
Right or wrong
Instinct to kill
An instinct that’s strong
So good luck to you
I hope you will
Survive the trees
Survive their will
But hush night comes
And to your doom
We trudge along
To your tomb
And hear that sound
The snap of a twig
They are near us now
The battle begins
