In the Garden

Would you follow me Would you ever share my fate If I walk away, I'll be never back again Seven blades ran into my heart again Still the same, through the night I make my way Darkness over the garden Night reigns and the world suffers With hands pale like a marble Hold me close as a lover Eight ancient trees Hide me in your shadows I said a prayer thrice But there's only silence Foliage whisper be heard And my sentence be told me To bleed for nothing, pretending That I deserve it Breathing the fragrance of night I long for the end For stars to light up black skies For a savior to lend me a hand Darkness over the garden Night reigns and the world suffers With hands pale like a marble Hold me close as a lover Wandering in the night, Pale Swordsman --- In the Garden - Këkht Aräkh