Battle Gorse

Ten thousand light years, the spores had to fly
Right in the eye of the storm
Out of the centre of black holes they come and they grow
Deep in the valleys, on top of the hills
Timid and humid remains
Swallowed and hollowed and taken alive and they grow.

Into the mesh
On the edge of thorns.

Battle gorse is growing
50 metres high battle gorse
Battle gorse is growing
Heavy metal
Battle gorse.

Superior death-bringing power plants so
No one will stand the attack
Armies are marching, they're all doomed to die
Falling one by one.

Into the mesh
On the edge of thorns.

Battle gorse is growing
50 metres high battle gorse
Battle gorse is growing
Heavy metal
Battle gorse
Battle gorse.

Into the mesh
On the edge of thorns.

Battle gorse is growing
50 metres high battle gorse
Battle gorse is growing
Heavy metal
Battle gorse is growing
50 metres high battle gorse
Battle gorse is growing
Heavy metal
Battle gorse
Battle gorse.