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• Artiste: Wise Man's Fear (The)
• Titre: Blackroot Forest
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Death has come to take you home Barbaric things are all these trees have known The forest aches in his wake His stench still lingers on the breeze Worth it, was it worth it You know that you can't go home, oh no You cannot go A troubled brow, a grey head Skies crashing in upon burning skies If these walls could speak they’d scream If these hills had eyes they’d bleed If these walls could speak they’d scream If these hills had eyes they’d bleed Take this fire Keep my dying flame, save my name Take this fire Burn the dark away, see the day Father, please forget about me ‘Cause I’ll always be lost And that’s not worth remembering Mother, please forgive me my crimes And know that I’ve let you down one final time Show me your face I won't let you take The phantom in Blackroot that's hiding from me The withered limb with ears for sweet lies that has poisoned the Family tree Take this fire Keep my dying flame, save my name Take this fire Burn the dark away, see the day Take comfort, take solace Take heart and home, they're yours to own Take this fire Burn the dark away, see the day Can’t go back, you can’t go home No no, no no Can’t go back, you can’t go home No no, no no Take comfort, take solace Take heart and home, they're yours to own Take this fire Burn the dark away, see the day