In The Garden
Këkht Aräkh
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
