Текст песни Abney Park - Thornes & Brambles

Black rivers hard as stone, lined with corpses of our own Through the bloodied trees, carving through our canopy Through the forest, cutting through the forest floor Scars of man, furrows through our lands All the cities' toils, defeats our forest lore Broken nails, filthy, filthy hands Spiderwebs of steel and stone Subdivide our given home Remembrance of ancestral sage Thorns and brambles of a different age We will not be thrown away We will not be torn We will never fall astray We've seen your kind before Black rivers hard as stone, with corpses of our own Through the bloodied trees, carving through our canopy Through the quiet, cutting through the forest floor Scars of man, furrows through our lands Ghostly silent, all the trees are long since gone Broken nails, filthy, filthy hands Spiderwebs of steel and stone Subdivide our given home Remembrance of ancestral sage Thorns and brambles of a different age We will not be thrown away We will not be torn We will never fall astray We've seen your kind before
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