Down Through the Gardens

Now when it is over
The last judgement falls
In the trail of the dead
We follow, their burning trace

Here, in the stench of death
We travel, with blinded eyes
In darkness, forward and towards
Our final, destination

Down through the gardens, where the statues are crying
Hollow yet aware, the blood drips from their dead eyes
Forever they will dwell here, forever they will judge
The atrocities of man, the lost miracle of life

Onward on, we hail the night
Eternal torment, endless pain
And you will get what you deserve
Inside the wailing walls of sorrow

Here, At the Gates
of your burning resting place
You will find no peace of mind
Now, reap what you've sown

Down through the gardens, where the statues are crying
Hollow yet aware, the blood drips from their dead eyes
Forever they will dwell here, forever they will judge
The atrocities of man, the lost miracle of life

All your fears, relinquished
The path becomes so clear
As the melody of death
Will triumph everything