Текст песни Beneath The Oak

I was a ravenous creature
In the orchard of rotten bloom
Under a witch's spell
Whispered on the winds of doom
On the gilded forest bed
I enchanted, slept alone
A silver moon befallen
Awoke runes on magic stones

The roots of darkness run strong and deep
Tangled through fathoms of pagan soil
A myriad of buried evil men
Give lifesblood to a forest's toil

In rain on weatherworn stone
The nocturnal do not rest
Night workers of Terra
Crawl forth from your nests
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Hear the sound of trees
Silence is never still
With whispers on the breeze

Within the woods I dwelt alone
Far away from the burdens of man
I have made a Heaven of Hell

Beneath the oak I slept forever
And dreamt my vivid dream of death
Beneath the woe I withered away

Within my heart there is a void
I attempt to fill with pain
Within my mind, absolution

Beneath the moon I wept forever
Though the rain did not wash away
Beneath the skies I died