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*Toxic garden riff*
*chorus riff*

The messiahs circle around at the sounding of the bell
(we speak with open minds, be quiet, be quiet)
A ceiling reincarnates itself into the fake lake
Your television begins to talk to our youth about an uprise
The poster that persuades us touches on it's fault

A garden overgrows with lust and beastiality
(It's word are silent, be quiet, be quiet)
As you open your bible you pray these words-

(The doctrination has been found!)
The ressurection of our falsetto memories
(The book is alive!)
We're all gonna praise ourselves
Feeding us, cheating us, raping us, faking us
We desire, (the garden of lust)

*Toxic garden riff*

The voice you used to protest is the same used to convert
(We speak with open minds, be quiet, be quiet)
The snow that feels like snow isn't really snow
Although it's no longer meaningful to be meaningful we can still sell ourselves out to the parakeets parade

A garden overgrows with lust and beastiality
(It's word are silent, be quiet, be quiet)
As you open your bible you pray these words-

(The doctrination has been found!)
The ressurection of our falsetto memories
(The book is alive!)
We're all gonna praise ourselves
Feeding us, cheating us, raping us, faking us
We desire, (the garden of lust)

*Garden of Lust interlude*

The rapist, I am, tells me it doesn't matter...
The garden...that grows, feeds off my insecurity
The garden of lust...you fulfill all my needs
The garden of lust...you feed me toxic seeds

As I sit all alone in my cold and empty room,
I sit and wait for the voices in my head.
...they tell me to put the shotgun to my head

(The voices in my head are silent, be quiet, be quiet)
(The voices in my head are silent, be quiet, be quiet)
(The voices in my head are silent, be quiet, be quiet)
(The voices in my head are silent, be quiet, be quiet)

(The doctrination has been found!)
The ressurection of our falsetto memories
(The book is alive!)
We're all gonna praise ourselves
Feeding us, cheating us, raping us, faking us
We desire, (the garden of lust)

I am the garden
You are the garden
We are the garden

*music stops*

The Garden of Lust