Memnoch Lyrics

In the Savage Garden you shine beautifully, my friend.
You walk as if it is your garden to do with as you please.
And in my wanderings, I always return to you.
I always return to see the colors of the garden in your shadow.

I just want to get out of this terrible situation,
when I'm killing myself again and again.
Murder, never imagined making a detailed picture.
However, the only sure and fast thing is suicide.
At last. Suicide.

I saw the light, saw the myriad spirits flying loose up the Tunnel
towards the celestial blaze, the Tunnel perfectly round and
widening as the rose and for one blessed moment, one blessed tiny
instant, the songs of Heaven resounded down the tunnel.

Where is the hell? The Hell is here.
This place that God has given up.
The only thing I can do is to have seraphic retaliation.

A hypocritical life. Only the crucifix revenge will be waiting.
Getting sleepy. The hand of salvation is invisible. No more exit.

Shackled and irreversible life. Future will never change.
Everything is meaningless. Only obsolete contrition.
Everything is meaningless. Rest in the shadows that are looming.

Don't cry, tired soul. Bright false tears will ruin you.
Don't cry, poor soul. I'll give you new opportunity.

Have you ever felt really hurt?
Have you ever truly regretted, reflected, and asked for forgiveness?
I'll save you and not wait to see your light, your dirty mind and
greedy hope for yourself thrown into hell.

Believe in angels? Then believe in Satan.
Believe in me. There are worse things on earth.
Maybe this is madness. Maybe that's what Hell is.
How could anyone love Him?
What did you just tell me yourself about the world?
Don't you see, everybody hates God now.
It's not that God is dead in the twentieth century.
It's that everybody hates Him.
Come with me. Just listen to me.
Don't leave me alone. God, why didn't you make us all Satan?