The land of emerald ferns Under the flag of heavens Where a solitary yellow eye Of eternal star Is hearing my lost cry. Where're you, children of dale? I'm setting sail To float through the pain To oblivion In tear - stained rain. Foreign men have subverted The temple of my sad dryad I've seen wounded trees Their broken branches I deplore my bleeding earth. Florescence like a flood I'm falling in this depth Florescence of blood Of death. I don't fell suffering more The flames of sunset like the war Bloodshot eye dies to be born From the darkness Which is covered By wings of piebald unicorn.