Why fight the branch that brings life? Are you too weak to feed? Old maple Taste of the trees Their fucking leaves are falling The seeds are forming the blood-sores on their knees When will your punnets reveal the secrets of salvation? Witch fruits; baring bitterness and wine Dissipation of growth stimulation They feed the cancer upon their leaves De-evolution through hope inhalation Now give them the answer they need Look past the war They have burned this place Burned this pattern With this breathing sword They have earned their fate Earned their battle