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onto your childhood
I hope you feel at home in the woods

Take time to listen to the forest
And join in their chorus
Seek out the council of trees

by the reptilian wars
The elder´s council agreed to send an outkast priest
On a mission to find the long forgotten source of life

Prince of fire arise

More shops close in town centre, cries for change from residence 
The council don’t do shit for us decades lacking in investment 
Our beer festival

Moonlapse Vertigo

Opeth

Still Life

1999

Surprised me with its voice
Through the forest came the morn 

Across the leafy pathway
Their deeds smeared in blood
For all to behold
The council

The New Lawn reeks of shit.
My beak is having none of it.
Raising up the council tax.
You Greenies are all fucking twats.
I'll body you like

Fled the guns blasting death
Through forest, field and sea
Decimated to extinction
The last of our kin yet free

Through a darkened land
Once so

present for the spirits of the Earth?
Why is the value of a forest not seen until it is used?
Why is the value of a mountain not seen until it is climbed

Lacertine Forest

Psycroptic

The Scepter of the Ancients

In this world there's an unknown forest
Deep within parts not explored, yet.
A corner of earth that's a mystery,
Though only to our human race.

Tailspin

The Divine Comedy

Fanfare for the Comic Muse

1990

will save your face, but not your council estates

Gee life is cheap!
The forests pine and the willows weep
Checkmate! you've sealed our fate

I've got mte 
He works for the council 
He works for the trnsporttion division

He mkes the signs tht go on the motorwy
Mking signs, yeh. That's his

a reason 
And it's only the first quarter of the season

I'm exploring the forest getting natural morphine 
While the mass majorities at home quarantined
If

Whoa
Whoa
Come natural people Now up to the mountain
Restore divinity lifting your voices
No more shall the Wicked Council take advantage
Chant we

Sepulchred council of the wild
Dug in the bowels of Symondshyde
We call it Pinedemonium
The cult of the mycelium
Who helpless watched as some were

gesture indicates that he will not go: she comes nearer and looks at him threateningly

I wait for you!

You wait in vain!

If this be thy council, proud

obedient

I
Will
Not
Suffer the same as you

You
Can't
See
The forest for the trees

You can point your finger
You can blame everything on me
It won't solve

dolly,
Smoking on some cherries fresh picked from the forest,
I just made a flip 4 & a bit from the florist,
Just woke up to a chick - thick like

flowing red with blood of thousands 
Drenching the Spider Forest 

Lurking in the darkest reaches
Far beyond the mortal realm
The hatred lord consumes its

Dancing and celebrating 
Down through the ever growing alley of life
Feasting with the council of the elder
The rejoyce of the dreamweavers

Drinking

Home and sit there
She thinks, "Yes, I'll run away with Akin"

Sends text, wears frown as crown
Such a pitiful princess
Says "Meet me in the forest
If

model for a council estate ting (uh-uh)
I set up shop mid-operation after they raid them
I'm back sippin' on lean and Es, I feel amazin'
If a ho don't