Poison Trees - The Devil Makes Three

Poison Trees - The Devil Makes Three
The roots of the matter run miles deep
This is the era of eternal sleep
Please everybody now but
Please be advised nothings' going away
Because you're closing your eyes
This is the harvest
Of some rotten seas
This surely isn't any mystery
This is the fruit
Off of the poison trees
You better ask yourself
What you believe
I see a Storm it is coming down
And I can feel my bones creak
I know you can feel it to
But your just too scared
Are you just too scared to speak
The wire is tapped now
And crackling hot
Words from a burning screen
Will make your stomach knot
Feel the hopelessness
And lock the door
Sweet safety praise the lord
The loud voices
Got the signals locked
All the past heroes now
Outlined in chalk
Well that'll teach the world
To not walk the walk
Show your face out
In the light and hear the
Pistols pop
Well
This is the harvest
Of some rotten seas
This surely isn't any mystery
This is the fruit
Off of the poison trees
You better ask yourself
What you believe
I see a Storm is coming now
And I can feel it in my bones
I know you can feel it to
But you think that your
You think that your all alone
Old Jackets leave
You face down on the bricks
This new dog knows some terrible tricks
Turn the cameras off
And it doesn't exist
That's that's a lesson
Well learned back in 1966
This is the harvest of some rotten seas
This surely isn't any mystery
This is the fruit
Off of the poison trees
You better ask yourself
What you believe
I see a Storm it is coming down
And I can feel it in my bones creak
I know you can feel it too
Are you just too scared
Are you just too scared to
Storm it is coming down
And I can feel it in my bones
I know you can feel it too
But you think that your
You think that your all alone