In The Garden

In the Garden These are troubled times Blind existence You will heed the sign Spirits Crying All is born to die Traces of mankind Oh Yeah In the last, and final days Men will fall to wicked ways First the fire, next the rain Shadows run from soldiers slain Free at last To flee the past To rid the pain To fly again Free at last To leave behind The evil in the garden yeah See the plagues Before your eyes Curse the flame That lights the skies See the blood That flows like wine Nations way for one reprise Free at last To flee the past To rid the pain To fly again Free at last To leave behind The evil in the garden yeah Soon the worst Shall come to pass All the children free at last Ancient wrath so long fore told Passing judgement on our own Free at last To flee the past To rid the pain To fly again Free at last To leave behind The evil in the garden yeah Free at last To flee the past To rid the pain To fly again Free at last To leave behind The evil in the garden yeah Free at last To flee the past To rid the pain To fly Free at last To leave behind The evil in the garden yeah