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The Old Oak
Do you remember the bridge?
The bridge that was standing in ruin
Do you remember the sign?
Demons and witches were doing
They say it's a bad place
They say it's a magic place
Deep down under
The soil of this unholy land
Deep down under
The roots of a tree they have damned
It's the Old Oak Hanging Tree
It's the Old Oak Hanging Tree
Nothing will grow in the ground
The Old Oak is killing it all
If you are ever around
Beware of the Oak and its charm
It's the Old Oak Hanging Tree
It's the Old Oak Hanging Tree
The Old Oak might make you blind
The Old Oak might trick your eyes
Oh, hypnotized...
It's a bad sign
When the Autumn comes and the leaves are gone
Oh it's a bad sign
The Oak must feed in order to breed
Bad sign...
Bad sign...
It's a bad sign when the Autumn comes
And the leaves are gone
It's a nightmare found
I wonder, what made this magic tree so
Hang with me, hang with the hangman
Another season in another century
Hang with me, hang with the hangman
Blood from the madmen we hung in that tree
Blood to the ground
Blood to the roots
Oh red!
All around the Old Oak
Deep into the ground they buried them
Indians of ancient times
Saw it as a holy shrine
Can you believe, sacrificing their own
Must have been a mighty God
To receive a gift of life
All the people must have known
Happiness would come if sown
Can you believe, sacrificing their own
The Old Oak might make you blind
The Old Oak might trick your eyes
Oh, hypnotized...
No! Don't hang with me
As I go back to the Old Oak tree
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As I go back to the Old Oak tree
No! Don't hang with me
Oh, hypnotized...
The Old Oak might trick your eyes
The Old Oak might make you blind
Can you believe, sacrificing their own
Happiness would come if sown
All the people must have known
To receive a gift of life
Must have been a mighty God
Can you believe, sacrificing their own
Saw it as a holy shrine
Indians of ancient times
Deep into the ground they buried them
All around the Old Oak
Oh red!
Blood to the roots
Blood to the ground
Blood from the madmen we hung in that tree
Hang with me, hang with the hangman
Another season in another century
Hang with me, hang with the hangman
I wonder, what made this magic tree so
It's a nightmare found
And the leaves are gone
It's a bad sign when the Autumn comes
Bad sign...
Bad sign...
The Oak must feed in order to breed
Oh it's a bad sign
When the Autumn comes and the leaves are gone
It's a bad sign
Oh, hypnotized...
The Old Oak might trick your eyes
The Old Oak might make you blind
It's the Old Oak Hanging Tree
It's the Old Oak Hanging Tree
Beware of the Oak and its charm
If you are ever around
The Old Oak is killing it all
Nothing will grow in the ground
It's the Old Oak Hanging Tree
It's the Old Oak Hanging Tree
The roots of a tree they have damned
Deep down under
The soil of this unholy land
Deep down under
They say it's a magic place
They say it's a bad place
Demons and witches were doing
Do you remember the sign?
The bridge that was standing in ruin
Do you remember the bridge?
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