Feathers pouring down
From another pair of wings
Falling again
To perpetual misery
I lost count of the sins
A cold and lusty kiss
I've seen behind the tree
A good place, it seems
Broken garden of life
An act of a dirty scene
Tears rolling down the skin
Draining off the joy of a queen
I've seen pain and suffering
I've seen behind the tree
Broken garden of life
They aren't afraid of me
Not scared by my long arms
Not frightened by my heart
Not scared by empty eyes
Feathers pouring down
From another pair of wings
Falling again
To perpetual misery
I've seen pain and suffering
I've seen behind the tree
Broken garden of life
I've seen pain and suffering
I've seen behind the tree
Broken garden of life
I've seen pain and suffering
I've seen behind the tree