The twisted trees sing   Dark, dark, dark   Broken branches hidden   Far down below      The trees stare back   And we burn in smoke   Reflecting in the water like ghosts   Drifting this way and that      Far down below   Dark, dark, dark   The chrysalis fall spun silk unwinding   A soft pillow of earth      Standing over each blade of grass   Telling it to grow   I'll spread my wings   For the man who had to know      A marriage of angels and sinners   Science and religion   Looking for proof   And some faith in you      Far down below   Dark, dark, dark   High-flying donkeys have gone astray   Satan's longing is here to stay      The twisted trees sing   Dark, dark, dark   The twisted trees sing   Dark, dark, dark      Standing over each blade of grass   Telling it to grow   Far down below   Dark, dark, dark      Standing over each blade of grass   Telling it to grow   We'll spread our wings   For the man who had to know      Far down below   Dark, dark, dark   Far down below   Dark, dark, dark      Far down below   Dark, dark, dark   Far down below   Dark, dark, dark