Second-Hand Apes - Hemlock Garden Lyrics

Stretching and reaching
And retching and preaching
An aimless zeal roams
In search of old homes
The selfless, the hateless
The endlessly faithless
True gospel and word
That yearns to be heard

Godless and mirthless
The soil serving worthless
Through wormwood and gin
Invoke from within
A grave hymn for benevolence
In a feverish dance for decadence
And their field shall give back
Only fruit turning black

Hemlock garden
Graves without stones
Hemlock garden
Will thrive on their bones

Long lines lie and watch the skies
'Til the sun dries out their eyes