Tekster:
Secret Garden In Our Tears

our lies with handshakes and smiles And we try to remember our alibis We tell lies to our parents, we hide in their rooms We bury our secrets in the

frostwork of our love melted all away but when we die our songs remain! And comes the winter of our lives we're trying to keep us warm with the ashes of our

same sad eyes In your secret garden there is no one Who gets the key to your heart Your poison flowers survived for hours But now they?re tearing you

the secrets of the grand design Give me daughters, send me sons I'll make them all chosen ones I will send them out to die To meet the angels of death With no tears

, as Gabriel is my guard (god ?) Garden of the lovely ones in the devil's back yard (?) Hand of God sprinkle jewels inside the velvet ceiling Filling up our

thousand sins From Death's dark vale "Blessed be these spells of winter Unto us that wait with patience in This secret garden To storm our way into

You will find the answer In my secret garden You can find the answer Of energy and mystery For your own heart In my secret garden You can find the

our lives burn down like matches Vanish into thin air But there are dreams that we dream when we least expect them And memories that come like unbidden tears

frostwork of our love melted all away but when we die our songs remain! And comes the winter of our lives we're trying to keep us warm with the ashes of our