• I will walk through the garden
    And find your own christ
    Savior or not
    He will lead me to paradise

    Through red groves and archways
    My eyes will neverlinger
    For the path set ahead
    Is only mine to decipher

    Starry nights and fallen tears
    Nothing will make me turn
    As your God as my witness
    This path will be my own

    Broken hearts and seaked out refuge
    Dying voices of past mistakes
    Screaming deciet
    To the thoughts of traveles
    And bloody rhymes to repeat

    I will walk through the garden
    And find my own Christ
    Savior or not
    I will lead him to paradise

    Through redgroves an archways
    His eyes shall never linger
    For the path set ahead
    Is one for us to decipher