Search results for 'Forests and Forest Industry Council'

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

Why trade the forest for industry?
Does progress look like mountains with no peaks?
Ours is the forest we did not plant;
cnd the fields we will not

Those purple trees
Breathing industries
A forest on Mars
A vision
A home
A grain of hope
When Earth is gone
A grain of hope
When Earth is gone

Just

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

Love Out Me

Siouxsie and the Banshees

The Rapture

likeness
At my fingertips
With this blade turned in on me
Cutting an ancient tree
A cutter in a forest of industry
Upturning usurping
Love me hate me help me

the ancient oaks cast their shadow.

In the heart of the forest, their council convenes, 
Discussing nature in the moonlight beams.
Their voices, a chorus

Here Today

Nausea

The Punk Terrorist Anthology, Vol. 1

2001

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Once fertile land, now barren crust
A clear cut path tred foolishly
Into the grasp of industry

Listen closely, can

the end, we the people pay
Such a heavy price, just for being alive

And if this country was really free
We'd make paper from hemp and let the forest

An army worthy of Mordor

Rivers of fire
Forests of steel
Industry
Digging its heel
I know what's coming
The cycle begins anew
The old words and his lies

remains
Depleting oxygen, an industries pains

The chainsaw

At the core an industry
That makes its money from society
Give the people what they need

The industry has crumbled 
Succumbed to economic turmoil 
At the behest of sordid flames 
Tearing down tracts of livelihood 

My grandfather built

Fire! 

Burning the forests 
Sparks fly from the rails 
Ablaze in summer heat 
Prevention set to fail 

Haul water to the woodland 
Heap liquid upon

Exodus

Fabolous

Real Talk

2004

them
See me as an adversary 'cause they know I'm tryin' to tell them 
About the forest of artists who grow only to meet industry axes
How they take

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

will bring the forest down

White woman in the woods of soot, whittling a wedding dress
Said dark is the council of man, for man is master of the guess

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

respond with smiles and a laugh as the contract's trashed
The industry's a tourist, the industry's a tourist snatchin' land
Until I get the gall to come

too much fucking industry
will lead us to our dead
people are killed in the name of profit
polluted soil, chemical dump
we live on very top of it

dummy on a dummy what-what
Treat some like welterweights stuff
In some trunks fucking with a giant
I'm Forest Whitaker sparring with
Some Forest Gumps

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

Due Process

Lone Catalysts

Hip Hop [Bonus Track]

2000

At the same time, livin in life, givin enlightenment
Seeing eye for the blind
Through the darkness of the industry we ministry

I go on like etcetera

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

spilled tonight

The old world will burn in the fires of industry
The forests will fall
A new order will rise
You cannot forever fence yourselves in but you

society, making way through industry
The pave the earth society, doing god's work, better than he

We're gonna pave the earth with asphalt and litter
Gonna