Bitter Fruit

<p>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</p><p>bitter fruit dead weight, this world must change</p><p>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</p><p>in the shade of the skeleton tree</p><p>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</p><p>bitter fruit dead weight, this world must change bitter fruit dead weight, this world must change</p><p>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 </p><p>in the shade of the skeleton tree</p><p>in the scope of time, it was only yesterday ago so lets change, lets change tomorrow</p><p>bitter fruit dead weight bitter fruit dead weight bitter fruit dead weight, the future can't wait.. bitter fruit dead weight</p><p>somebodys looking down, somebodys looking down, somebodys looking down</p>