Precious Flame of life, so Elusive A spark being trampled to ashes And spread by the winds of time
This garden is a silent one Nothing moves but thoughts The thoughts of those in silent memory This they know, this they understand There is darkness everywhere, outside
Morningstar forever set in Zenith Uriel ruler of worlds Saraquel set over spirits
the repulsive truth of this dark domain The answer echos throughout infinity There are so many of us here And we are all so lonely We are among millions and still alone We are in hell, and yet so cold Gardens of Grief
There's no god to punish us, and yet we suffer Throughout so many lifetimes in this garden I have dweltTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
