Forest Full of Needles - Slade

There’s a main line to destruction, only two miles to Hell’s gate

There’s a hypnotic reaction to the destiny of fate

There’s a rise and fall of angels, only idols on parade

There’s a ring of gladiators, who all think they’ve got it made

On into the forest full of needles, stretching as far as can be seen

Looking at nothing, nowhere, no-one, a forest that points that once was green

There’s a straight road going forward — There’s a winding road behind

Which to take is your decision — neither one is clearly signed

There are questions still unanswered and people to meet and places to go

There are causes still worth fighting for — which is right, well who’s to know?

On into the forest full of needles stretching as far as can be seen

Looking at nothing, nowhere, no-one — A forest that points that once was green

There’s a side road to salvation, said to lead to Heaven’s door

There’ll be mighty falls of empires, battles lost and won at war

On into the forest full of needles, stretching as far as can be seen

Looking at nothing, nowhere, no-one — a forest that points that once was green

On into the forest full of needles, stretching as far as can be seen

Looking at nothing, nowhere, no-one — A forest that points that once was green