Kladovest - The Tree lyrics

Roots s**ed in A monolith firmly Chops up the age-old stone Strongly squeezing This frail samll world In it holds Semismothered, but still it wheezes Greedily It not reconcling oneself With wicked fate A long ago it lost The fervor former The proud figure And it leniencies grin Similar to the blood Water oozes from a stone Once rebellious durability cracks Pressure gets stronger The dust and the streams of somebody's Vain hopes and recoveries of sight Alas, belated