Judgement Day - Memory Garden

I’ve sworn a bow so sacred

An ancient whispering so honoured

The fall from grace of God

Bleeding for a decade in respect

The fall from grace of God

Low in spirit — old in thought, so tired

Evolution spinning psychotic backwards

A road to madness walked by generations

As the waves roll with the tide

In your innerself you will hide

As the waves roll with the tide

In your innerself you will hide

Our heritage — a sour ground

Paper on table and pencil in hand

An almost forgotten land

Covered with ashes and sand

There has to be a better place

Than travelling a path of a dying race

The pullotion has taken control

Leaving me in a coma of souls

Say goodbye, we all know why

Air and sun we took for granted

I’ll make a bow for all we wanted

As the waves roll with the tide

In your innerself you will hide

As the waves roll with the tide

In your innerself you will hide