Doom has descended from its heights
It's time to bring her flowers
She nursed my heart from far
Her lullabies, they crossed the barrens
Oh, how she danced so frantic
When she heard I was lacking trees
From where I could hide from questions
And where I could live unhealed
She called the rain
She howled so hard she woke them
They had to shoot her down
The trees remained strong and dark
Sometimes they extend their arms
And squeeze their necks
And rip their hearts
And whisper to their children stories
Of the man with the magic pipe
My heart lies on her stone
The wolves will pay respect
A symphony of horror
Will rise above their heads
It's time to bring her flowers
She nursed my heart from far
Her lullabies, they crossed the barrens
Oh, how she danced so frantic
When she heard I was lacking trees
From where I could hide from questions
And where I could live unhealed
She called the rain
She howled so hard she woke them
They had to shoot her down
The trees remained strong and dark
Sometimes they extend their arms
And squeeze their necks
And rip their hearts
And whisper to their children stories
Of the man with the magic pipe
My heart lies on her stone
The wolves will pay respect
A symphony of horror
Will rise above their heads