Dew of the morning, sunk chill on my brow It felt like the warning of what I know now Thy vows are all broken and light is thy flame I hear thy name spoken and share in its shame Enter the fall of man, the nectar of mother's milk Of canopied branches and tombs of moss and silk An understanding of sylvan ashes where fires burn All that was created before the age of fern Breathing life and decaying foliage I know myself and the viridian forest Breathing life and decaying foliage I know myself and the viridian forest Branches clasp its closed gates The forest's own invention Chaos and morning star light evade us Black velvet over eyes awake discordance Viridian forest Before decaying foliage I know myself and the viridian forest