Texty:
Heavens Gardens

This garden's growing hunger like your growing fly trap smile This coming harvest season finds it's stretching on for miles We do or kill most anyone

This garden's growing hunger like your growing fly trap smile This coming harvest season finds it's stretching on for miles We do or kill most anyone

Ever since this began, I was blessed with a curse And for better or for worse I was born into a hearse I know I said my heart beats for you I was lying

You said you can't get to heaven unless you get high But there's no word of hell on the way back down You said it's now or never, You only live once

Crossed my heart that I wouldn't die But heaven knows that she's like a drug Lost in a labyrinth for weeks on end I lived and I learned from my mistakes

it There is a heaven, let's keep it a secret No one needs to know There is a hell, believe me I've seen it There is a heaven, let's keep it a secret No

This is a Call to arms, So grab your guns and get your horses. Only the dead have seen the end of this fight. This is a Call to arms, so all you fallen

The view outside The best kept secret No one can reach it No one believes It's in the air A chance to run now So here I come now It's time to leave

Preklad: Myon. Nebo je záhrada.