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My Dead Garden
(Was bored and really couldn't come up with something better :P)
Watch the rose, every pluck takes a life away.
Torn by the thorns, leaves your body stay so drained.
Cut the vines, the garden makes you feel it's pain.
Tear out the roots, your soiled mind goes insane.
Confusion illusions, this place will make you see.
Twisting your thoughts, now watch all of your dreams bleed.
Fear in your head, you scream out with a heavy insanity.
Your tears gone cold, you feel your frighten eyes freezing.
Welcome to this murderous garden.
Where beyond your nightmares meets reality.
No where to go, no where to hide.
In the end, only pieces of you will be left behind...
Watch the rose, every pluck takes a life away.
Torn by the thorns, leaves your body stay so drained.
Cut the vines, the garden makes you feel it's pain.
Tear out the roots, your soiled mind goes insane.
Confusion illusions, this place will make you see.
Twisting your thoughts, now watch all of your dreams bleed.
Fear in your head, you scream out with a heavy insanity.
Your tears gone cold, you feel your frighten eyes freezing.
Welcome to this murderous garden.
Where beyond your nightmares meets reality.
No where to go, no where to hide.
In the end, only pieces of you will be left behind...
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