Testo The Garden

Full of grass, empty of sins
Wanna try? It’s like a dream
Would you step into it?
Nevermind, gentle breeze

Why should you make your own will?
The compromises were dissipated
Why should you wash your sins? Forbidden fruit, shall be complicated

Into the Garden of Sins
All dreams come true within their own memories
The Tree of Life gives the will
The glory to forgive our misantrophy

Empty eyes, broken wings
Give a step, feel the peace
Falling down, come to me
Lеt it go with the wind

I see the wonder in your gazе
These blinded promises come with Creation
But behold, shall we stay The serpent whispers poisoned lies in your head

Into the Garden of Sins
All dreams come true within their own memories
The Tree of Life gives the will
The glory to forgive our misantrophy


Into the Garden of Sins
All dreams come true within their own memories
The Tree of Life gives the will
The glory to forgive our misantrophy