Текст песни at the gates - Through Gardens of Grief
at the gates - Through Gardens of Grief слова песни
Precious flame of life, so elusiveA spark being trampled to ashesAnd spread by the winds of timeThis garden is a silent oneNothing moves but thoughtsThe thoughts of those in silent memoryThis they know, this they understandThere is darkness everywhere, outsideMorningstar forever set in zenithUriel ruler of worldsSaraquel set over spiritsThe repulsive truth of this dark domainThe answer echos throughout infinityThere are so many of us hereAnd we are all so lonelyWe are among millions and still aloneWe are in hell, and yet so coldGardens of griefTheres no God to punish us, and yet we sufferThroughout so many lifetimes in this garden I have dwelt