The sun will burn your eyes, the wind will tear your body apart. 
The air will dry your lungs when you breath.
The moon will make you mad, you will drown in the seas.
You will get lost in the forests, misled by the trees.

GAMLA PENGAR
VACKRA LAND SOM INGENTING GAV 7"
Cricket Cemetery 2012. All text och musik: Gamla Pengar 

The trees are speaking so the truth will be told.
The gnarled branches whispers, about a lump of coal. 
And in my dreams I hear those chanting voices.
And the Green man makes all of my choices.

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