Songbird weeping in the distance The trees were combed by a lonely breeze You knew your enemies were guiding And still you followed them to here There's no reason to deny it Look around you and you'll see How the angels killed the mercy Now it's a garden of sin
So take your grandma's sleeping pills And one by one swallow them Open your dad's secret drawer And take the gun, take it out Ask your loved one to come over And when she comes, shoot her down We're all on God's waiting list Here in the garden of sin
Welcome to the icy world Modern tears, final curtain The whistle of your death In your ears, soon it will be over Icy world, modern tears, final curtain The whistle of your death in your ears Soon it will be over
Garden of sin Garden of sin Garden of sinTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
