Keepers of the Garden

In the darkness of space, they suffer in temptation

Dementia creeping closer, but what difference does it make

Sometimes the best way up is down

And for some moments in life there are no words

The sky is filled with dead stars

There is no escape...There is no return

In a state of terror and confusion

With euphoria as an ambition...

Through the doors of perception

We will leave this place behind

Wide open space, so out of place

We were exiled and we were disgraced

Eye at the center, dawn of our race

Edge of the cosmos, heart of all space

The ancient deception, the so-called fall from grace

And Eden was just a place in outer space...

The shining ones, the keepers of the garden

The ancient ones, those who came from the sky

Wide open space, so out of place

We were exiled and we were disgraced

Eye at the center, dawn of our race

Edge of the cosmos, heart of all space