Tafers (French: Tavel) is a municipality in the district of Sense in the canton of Fribourg in Switzerland. It is one of the municipalities with a large majority of German speakers in the mostly French speaking Canton of Fribourg.
Tafers has an area of 8.4 km2 (3.24 sq mi). Of this area, 5.33 km2 (2.06 sq mi) or 63.5% is used for agricultural purposes, while 1.78 km2 (0.69 sq mi) or 21.2% is forested. Of the rest of the land, 1.25 km2 (0.48 sq mi) or 14.9% is settled (buildings or roads) and 0.01 km2 (2.5 acres) or 0.1% is unproductive land.
Of the built up area, industrial buildings made up 1.8% of the total area while housing and buildings made up 9.2% and transportation infrastructure made up 3.1%. Out of the forested land, all of the forested land area is covered with heavy forests. Of the agricultural land, 40.0% is used for growing crops and 22.6% is pastures.
The blazon of the municipal coat of arms is Gules, a Guard stantant afrontee clad Azure and Sable ensigned with a Cross on sinister, holding in dexter a Halberd Argent.
Cross your heart and hope to die?
These are the words and your lies.
Goddamn this night and your brand new world.
Where is the flame that burns still bright?
I spent one hour dying hard.
I pushed and shoved until I cried.
Not because of you or the world I've seen.
A little crack in the sky so bright,
reveals the truth of useless time.
I'm just so lost without you all.
My wasted years of denial.
Wake up the angels inside you,
invite the demon that loves us all.
Goddamn this mind that is full of hate,
ride my everlasting war.
Tell me what to do,
I have trained myself for you.
Through the flames of hell,
suffered inside my shell.
Shot cold so many times,
I have lived among your lies
Through the flames of hell,
suffered inside my shell
Wake up the dead besides you,
invite the fire that greets us warm.
Goddamn these needles that take me away,
ride my everlasting war.
A little crack in the sky so bright,
reveals the truth of useless time.