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"Bitter fruit hangs under the care of the skeleton tree Its roots rest above the settling dust Which will rise and fall, only this time will not return Bitter fruit dead weight, this world must change The name on your grave, was it born of you? Handcuffed, held down by an iron tattoo, Burning a cross in honour of you, Blood stained tears run acid yellow In the shade of the skeleton tree Bloodshot eyes blind a motherless child, more dead than alive Left drowning for breath, silent screams fill the air With mercy on your lips, death became an angel in your grace Bitter fruit dead weight, this world must change Bitter fruit dead weight, this world must change The name on your grave, was it born of you? Handcuffed, held down by an iron tattoo, Burning a cross in honour of you, Blood stained tears run acid yellow In the shade of the skeleton tree In the scope of time, it was only yesterday ago So lets change, lets change tomorrow Bitter fruit dead weight Bitter fruit dead weight Bitter fruit dead weight, the future can't wait. Bitter fruit dead weight Somebodys looking down, somebodys looking down, somebodys looking down "