Through Gardens Of Grief کے بول

Precious Flame of life, so Elusive A spark being trampled to ashes And spread by the winds of time This garden is a silent one Nothing moves but thoughts The thoughts of those in silent memory This they know, this they understand There is darkness everywhere, outside Morningstar forever set in Zenith Uriel ruler of worlds Saraquel set over spirits the repulsive truth of this dark domain The answer echos throughout infinity There are so many of us here And we are all so lonely We are among millions and still alone We are in hell, and yet so cold Gardens of Grief There's no god to punish us, and yet we suffer Throughout so many lifetimes in this garden I have dwelt