The Garden of Death

I...
Lived in the garden, the garden of God
So defenseless and unaware
My eyes were covered by the fog
With a smile, I was crawling on the ground
Victims! For his mercy
Victims! For eternity
Victims! Like you and me
For love, for justice
His will to kill
Who could find my shadow under the tree of life where all you can find are nightmares and lies
Oh, parasite
Your life is just a straight way to die
For dust you are
And to dust you will return
In the garden of God
I cry out by night, but I find no answers no rest
For you I am a worm, a tiny worm and not a man
Now...
I hear your voice with all the little silly fiction in your words and
I want your call with all the little silly fiction in your words and
Praise our lord and his love
Praise our lord and his endless love
To our blood
To our pain
Forever!
Kneel right here before the king
Get rid of your consciousness!
Cause this is your salvation and happiness
So give your last one breath
We're victims in the garden of death