This Garden I dream
It won't go away from me
Recollected as if real
Seems like the cease of my mind
Seeking the ground for a certain truth
Exasperated in the probe
A Dream of ashes
Youth is gone memories will fade
Will fade
Away
My days
Are going to face
Their end
In the nighttime
There's no place to hide (hide)
There will be an end
To my days of sin
I will embrace
My fate in the dark
I am now fused
Within the Garden
Garden of a Dream
An ease to my
Soul
I recall the entrance
Of the Theater of Pain
The souls of the wicked dance in the silence
The screams are disgracing me
And my mind is going insane
The echoes of a nocturnal disease
I am now awake
My path has begun
Ghosts will tear me apart
Soul no more a concern