Alone i walk through the gardens of truth A twisted path where black water rules I follow the light but still in the abyss i crawl Reaching out for hands to help me with my fall
Soothing light suicide x2
Licking traces of borrowed light Slowly sinking in the abyssal walls A luminous flux is marching forth Leaving me crumbs to help the crawl
Drifting minds of the darkest kind Soul-o-tron narcotics set for fledgling minds Hell whispers softly and she makes me yearn While heaven beats me bluntly to purify my shell
And on i march
Falling, struggling, walking, yearning
The white light blinds me all i wished for are a load of lies
