The garden of tears will expose your fears,
forgotten memories through wasted years.
To see the path open your eye,
so that the angels might hear your cry.
Watching and waiting till time struck right ,
like a formless shadow he hides from sight,
appearing on the final gong,
in his garden our science is wrong.
Be carful tho for you can find
the physical scape of your paranoid mind.
Ask of him you will receive,
return the favour or you will grieve.
The garden is home for many lost things,
the training ground to gain your wings.
It is a place that reflects off you,
so when you look in his eyes to ask who,
you'll see a light you already know,
like retracing footsteps in the snow.
to beat the garden you must know yourself
for knowledge is power and wisdom is wealth.
The garden is there so you can't cheat,
be you angel or daemon he will defeat.
Ready or not it will come,
he will take you there for what must be done.
You'll always win, from a point of view
good or evil it's up to you.
When on your path all alone,
ask the way and it will be shown.
Now at the end you'r found the ark
with your quest complete it's back to the start.
All must enter but knowledge most lack,
like fool treading the beaten track.
Always stand tall and confront your fears
for you are nowhere now, in the garden of tears