The Garden of Tears Lyrics

A pedestal stands amid marble icons.
Black-veiled statuettes, posed and poised, play their roles.
Emotionless, they glide as if possessed.
A wind stirs as clouds roll from the West;
a distant thunder calls the spectres to attention.
Paying respects, they quickly depart,
this scene left empty save the stalwart stone.
The casket attended by mechanical hands
is lowered into the earth to be reconstituted once more.

A tired cycle of life, death, and rebirth is severed.

Six feet obscure the key,
Six years will set it free.
Six days will see him dead,
the furies' lust eternal fed.

Cast down the grave, as you have
one thousand years before.

These threads of fate once intertwined,
become unraveled one at time.
As each piece of Armageddon falls,
the world of man comes down.

Engraved in time, this path
was yours to command.
This life, this dream of life
could not bring salvation,
but unlock the door.
Shut forever more,
black clouds blot out the sun.
Beneath an ocean of time,
what struggles could scratch the surface?
What will be saved when all is lost,
what can be remembered
when no one remembers?

The will of the juggernaut,
its vile gravity pulls you in.
The meaninglessness of this strife
is buried under proto-star's wings.