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We make things better, we make things hard
A shelter of sorrow grows in the dark
Oh, how long must the soul survive
Under the weight of these haunted pines?
Set the woods on fire
Set the woods on fire, now
Like Incomprehensible and the thin blue line
Youre not guilty but youre doing time
Oh, how long must the soul endure
To find silences on Incomprehensible?
Set the woods on fire
Set the woods on fire, now
We make things better, we make things hard
We make things better, we make things hard, no
Oh, how high will the flames reach?
Behind every tree is just another dream
Set the woods on fire
Set the woods on fire
Set the woods on fire
Set the woods on fire, now