Desertic land and erased earth
Without a name before the birth
Pure chaos and mystic numbers
Time for the black organizer
Semen, semen, roots and branches invasion
No God Tree, life without a master
Master Tree too high in the sky
Endark the world with his brances
No more fire from the sun
No more light from the moon
The brassed power rises from the sea
Here to crush the master tree
Growing stronger, growing higher
Walking right, to crush the master
Hitting tree many times
Fire pours out from the axe
Now the tree is shaking
He's falling to the ground
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