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TriptychonIn the garden of eden by the well of lifefather wielded his grace and merciful light he created the first man and his loving bride to guard as sentinels in obedience till the end of time There was no pain, no murder, no torment, no hate but evil was watching and staged the fall from grace with terrible anger god shut the pearly gate and cast out the infidels with providence and godly rage Convulsing bodies in the garden of delight love and lust getting stronger by the hour to the valley of peace they crossed the mountain of war no hate no death, but the quest for the holy tower with sexual rites they closed magical ring the garden hung with human flesh and perfumed flowers and they flew forever on an angels golden wing and they drank the light and defied all evil powers Crystal waters and flowers of love shaped out of bones and dust the beast is down below and god in the skies above but who created the garden of lust? All the sinners fall down to their knees and pray As the corpse-fed bird spreads its wings on your face It's too late no route of escae you believed in war and sin and earthly ways - pay! The daylight is dakened by amillion flies doom comes down and the wounded creature cries claws in your face try to get to your brain we're doomed to live in pain in a hellhound cacophony |