The Garden - Last Days Of Eden

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

Lt it go with the wind

I see the wonder in your gaz

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