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wood rots as the light flickers out...
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Pang of Ulster As the forest beckons us back
And the world turns over a darker shade of black
As the sky folds over grey
And the curse of mankind grows stronger everyday
The woods are the light in a dark
World
The woods are the light in a dark and dying world
The woods are the light in a dark world
Can't you feel the disease
Spreading through the land and up the sacred trees
Polluted down to the soil
Forced to see this tragedy remove us from this mortal coil
The woods are the light in a dark
World
The woods are the light in a dark and dying world
The woods are the light in a dark world
The limbs and boughs they grown
as natures creatures everywhere slowly lose thier home
You can smell the death
Drifting through the breeze with every choking breathe
The woods are the light in a dark
World
The woods are the light in a dark and dying world
The woods are the light in a dark world
