They have come from the earth where the dead do rest

Rising from the undergrowth

Watching over your sweet eternal sleep

Thousands of years have passed by, reaching for the sky

The silence of a cycle

Keeping secrets from a forgotten time

Sitting on a mossy stone

Carving hearts into the bone in the shadow of the elders

The heavy bough will see you though

The beauty of the old world yew

It will protect you

They'll be your killer

And be your lifeline too

Destroyer and protector

The solemn giant will stand alone in time

Their twisted grandeur will open the divide

And guide your resurrection

Communicating with hallowed ancestors