Poisonous Flowers Of Violence lyrics

Poisonous flowers of violence Grow and prosper everywhere No prophets left to see the crime No one feels the pain done Like a mountain stream МIolence devours the stone Inglorious powers burn the crown They meanly crash the roots I will never forget your boots On my face I grow a tree out of the blackest seeds I water it with violent deeds And when I harvest all the thoughts I turn them into bloody spots My tree springs up of all the dark I cherish it with silent notes And then, I harvest all its fruits My needs are never satisfied