Garden

the direction of the eyeso misleadingthe defection of the soulnauseously quickI don't questionour existenceI just questionour modern needsI will walk...with my hands boundI will walk...with my face bloodI will walk...with my shadow flaginto your gardengarden of stoneafter all is donewe're still aloneI won't be takenyet I'll go...I will walk...with my hands boundI will walk...with my face bloodI will walk...with my shadow flaginto your gardengarden of stoneI don't show...I don't share...I don't needwhat you have to give...