Garden

the direction of the eye

so misleading

the defection of the soul

nauseously quick

I don't question

our existence

I just question

our modern needs

I will walk...with my hands 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 won't be taken

yet I'll go...

I will walk...with my hands bound

I will walk...with my face blood

I will walk...with my shadow flag

into your garden

garden of stone

I don't show...

I don't share...

I don't need

what you have to give...