3 Inches of Blood - Forest King

Knee deep in the dead of their kind
They carry on without seeming to mind
Feed off their flesh
Larger they grow
Persevere through ice wind and snow
When metal beasts come crashing through the underbrush
Through old majestic growth
To defend itself the forest will come to life
Encroachment against humanity
Running root
Breaking stone
Rise up
Feed off the dead
Towering giants fill you with dread
Avenge the axe
Avenge the blade
Cleansing all the parasites
A green shadow cast upon the world
Pushed to the brink the trees reclaim what is theirs
Collapse tall buildings for
The survival of their kind
Rise up
Feed off the dead
Towering giants fill you with dread
Avenge the axe
Avenge the blade
Payment's coming
For every cut that you've made
Feed off the dead
Fill you with dread
Payment's coming
Above their heads shine the stars of the night
Rising up through the dark to the light
Mighty giants
Standing arm to arm
Warriors march forward
Sound the alarm
Rise up
Born of the earth
More armies advance
The Forest King will reign
Overtaking cities with branches they ensnare
Pushing the human race back a million years
The earth grows quiet
All plant life will dominate again
When every structure falls
You'll know the forest is king
Rise up
Feed off the dead
Towering giants fill you with dread
Avenge the axe
Avenge the blade
Feed off the dead
Fill you with dread
Payment's coming