The garden, the letters
All of it wasted
But, you can still hold
All the pictures you painted
Feeling all hollow
Pills have been swallowed
Where will this leave you?
When will it eat you?
I've fucked my idols
There's no titles
Burnt my house down
We can't turn now
Shrine of another
Who really loved her?
Climbing the ladder
Soon it will shatter
Please make this final
Clinching his bible
Moon reflect further
This won't return her
I've fucked my idols
There's no titles
Burnt my house down
We can't turn now
Where's your God now?
