The Root Of All Evil - Lyrics - Abney Park

Abney Park is situated in Stoke Newington, London, England. It is a 13ha park dating from just before 1700, named after Lady Mary Abney and associated with Dr Isaac Watts. In the early 18th century, the park was accessed via the frontages and gardens of two large mansions â her own manor house , and the neighbouring Fleetwood House. Both mansions fronted onto Church Street in what was then a quiet Nonconformist village.

All these roots run deep And this tree is old But this trunk is rotten All these leaves have mold Is it in our blood? Or is it from abuse? Past generations A legacy of misuse? I know my blood runs hot And I've seen my blood is thick I'm told my blood's not sweet And I cry: My soul is sick We're the children of children And we're handing down their pain The root of all evil Is there sanity left to gain? We were the victims And we were the culprits And we were the children who cried out at night And we are the hunted And we do the hunting And we are the children who cried out at night The father's father's father May have made this truth Or was it in his blood, This legacy of abuse? Children of children We're handing down their pain The root of all evil Is there sanity left to gain? We were the victims And we were the culprits And we were the children who cried out at night And we are the hunted And we do the hunting And we are the children who cried out at night All these roots run deep And this tree is old But this trunk is rotten All these leaves have mold Is it in our blood? Or is it from abuse? Past generations A legacy of misuse? We were the victims And we were the culprits And we were the children who cried out at night And we are the hunted And we do the hunting And we are the children who cried out at night We were the victims And we were the culprits And we were the children who cried out at night And we are the hunted And we do the hunting And we are the children who cried out at night