Black Light thrash-death / Košice

Endless screams
From the hole in his head
As I look at the tree
That´s growing here dead

The evil
Sisters they ask for so much
Not a single thought mine
Being tight in their clutch

Their crowns
Open
To let the heavens shine

On the moss
That convenes
The ones thought once mine

All their plague
By my hand has been spread
And now you can't see
The forest for the dead

It now is done
Cheerfully they sang
And from a listening tree
My body will hang

It starts
To burn
Ravens feast on my eyes

The fate
As knife
The silent command abides

It feels like
They're in control
Compared to them
We are so small

Look at the trees
Just look at them please
Those trees have
Human ears for leaves.