What did you say?
Don't speak
You nailed down all your words on me and it felt like a blind guide
Leading me into quicksand
So fight fair, fight fair
Not all you hear is noise
Fight fair, fight fair!
I've earthed this seed so many times
Deeply held in this skin of bark
Branches made of ash and forests born aflame
Restless and full of poison
Shattered by a sea of dialogue
Rabid speech, like dogs with teeth
Words like a beggar
That don't speak
Crouched and bent out of shape
Rip this tongue out by the root
Shake the walls of this pale grave
A blaze, a blaze is set upon the hills
An open grave from which a great forest will rise, the fire collapses
The corpses I've made
This should not be
Oh, how we curse
The tongue is a flame
Let there be grace
Fight fair