The Devil Makes Three Follow

The roots of the matter run miles deep*
This is the era of eternal sleep.
Please everybody but, please be advised, nothings'..going away
Because you're closing your eyes

This is the harvest of some rotten seas.
This surely isn't any mystery.
This is the fruit off of the poison trees
You better ask yourself what you believe.
I see a Storm it is coming down and I can feel my bones creak.
I know you can feel it to, but your just too scared,
Are you just too scared to speak

The wire is tapped now and crackling hot.
Words from a burning screen will make your stomach knot.
Feel the hopelessness 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.
Show your face out in the light and hear the.. pistols pop, Well..

This is the harvest of some rotten seas.
This surely isn't any mystery.
This is the fruit off of the poison trees
You better ask yourself what you believe.
I see a Storm is coming now and I can feel it in my bones
I know you can feel it to, you think that your,
You think that your all alone

Old Jackets leave you face down on the bricks,
This new dog knows some terrible tricks.
Turn the cameras off and it doesn't exist,
That's that's a lesson well learned back in 1966

This is the harvest of some rotten seas.
This surely isn't any mystery.
This is the fruit off of the poison trees
You better ask yourself what you believe.
I see a Storm it is coming down and I can feel it in my bones.
I know you can feel it to, are you just too scared,
are you just too scared to speak.