Garden

The direction of the eye

so misleading

the deflection of the soul

nauseously quick

I dont question

our existence

I just question

our modern needs

I will walk...with my hounds bound

I will walk...with my face blood

I will walk...with my shadow flag

into your garden

garden of stone

After all is done

we're still alone

i wont be taken

yet I'll go

I will walk...with my hounds bound

I will walk...with my face blood

I will walk...with my shadow flag

into your garden

garden of stone

I dont show...

I dont share...

I dont need

what you have to give