Texty piesní 3 Inches of Blood

3 Inches of Blood

Forest King

Knee deep in the dead of their kind

They carry on without seeming to mind

Feed off their flesh, larger they grow

Persevere through ice, wind and snow

When metal beasts come crashing through the under brush

Through old majestic growth

To defend itself the forest will come to life

Encroachment against humanity, running root breaking stone

Rise up feed off the dead

Towering giants fill you with dread

Avenge the axe, avenge the blade

Cleansing all the parasites

A green shadow cast upon the world

Pushed to the brink the trees reclaim what is theirs

Collapse tall buildings for the survival of their kind

Payments coming for every cut that you've made

Feed off the dead, fill you with dread

Payments coming

Above their heads shine the stars of the night

Rising up to the dark through the light

Mighty giants, standing arm to arm

Warriors march forward, sound the alarm

Rise up

Born of the earth, more armies advance

The forest kind will reign

Overtaking cities with branches they ensnare

Pushing the human race back a million years

The earth grows quiet all plant life will dominate again

When every structure falls you'll know the forest is king