Lyrics The Devil Makes Three

The Devil Makes Three

Poison Trees

The roots of the matter run miles deep

This is the era of eternal sleep

Please everybody now but please be advised

Nothing's going away just cuz' you're closing your eyes

This is the harvest of some rotten seeds

This surely isn't any mystery

This is the fruit of-a the poison trees

You better ask yourself what you believe

I see a stormin' is coming down

And I can feel my bones creak

I know you can feel it too

But you just to scared

Are you just to scared to speak?

The wire is taped now and crackling hot

Words from a burning screen will make your stomach knot

Fear the hopeless and lock the door

Sweet safety, praise the lord

The loud voices got the signals locked

All the past heroes now outlined in chalk

Well that'll teach the world to not walk the walk

And show your face out in the light and hear the pistols pop

Well.. this is the harvest of some rotten seeds

This surely isn't any mystery

This is the fruit of-a the poison trees

You better ask yourself what you believe

I see a stormin' is coming down

And I can feel it in my bones

I know you can feel it too

But you think that you're

You think that you're all alone

Old tactics leaves you face down on the bricks

This new dog knows some terrible tricks

Turn the camera's off and it doesn't exist

Thats a lesson well learned back in 1966

This is the harvest of some rotten seeds

This surely isn't any mystery

This is the fruit of the poison trees

You better ask yourself what you believe

I see a stormin' is coming down

And I can feel my bones creak

I know you can feel it too

But you just to scared

Are you just to scared to?

A stormin' is coming down

And I can feel it in my bones

I know you can feel it too

But you just think that you're

You think that you're all alone