A Small Spark vs. A Great Forest

What did you say? Don't speak

You nailed down all your words on me

It felt like a blind guide

Leading me into quicksand

Fight fair, fight fair

But all you hear is noise

Fight fair, fight fair

Fight fair, fight fair

I've earthed this seed so many times

Deeply held in this skin of bark

Branches made of ash

And forests born aflame

Restless and full of poison

Shattered by a sea of dialogue

Rabid speech, like dogs with teeth

With words like a beggar that don't speak

That don't speak, crouched tongue bent out of shape

Rip this tongue out by the root

And shake, shake these walls of this pale grave

A blaze, a blaze

Is set upon the hills

A blaze, a blaze

Is set upon the hills

A blaze, a blaze

Is set upon the hills

A blaze, a blaze

Is set upon the hills

Open grave from which a great

Forest will rise

The fire collapses

The corpses I've made

This should not be

Oh, how we curse

Tongue is a flame

Let there be grace

With words like a beggar

With words like a beggar

That don't speak, that don't speak

That don't speak, that don't speak

That don't speak

Rip this tongue out by the root

And shake these walls

Shake these walls of this pale grave

A blaze, a blaze

Is set upon the hills

A blaze, a blaze

Is set upon the hills

Fight fair, fight fair

Fight fair, fight fair

Fight fair, fight fair

Fight fair, fight fair

Fight fair, fight fair

Fight fair, fight fair

Fight fair