Eden
The Western Den
Oh, this kingdom is not for the dwellers,
There’s no vacancy for the other side of me
And I know not how to remain frozen here,
Oh, I hunger for more than he’s chosen, I fear
Come my child, my remedies will ease you.
Near the top of my tree, come find rest within me.
I bear fruits not of seeds that your father has sown,
Be gratified like the rest of us, you’ll never feel alone
Serpents, they soothe in hiding,
No thoughts, no path, no fighting,
Peacefully preying on poor and prudent minds
Born from the bones of my lover
Yet I’m bound to another,
Heeding towards evil’s eye
I’m changing this garden for my brothers, as I follow my hunger,
Gaining nothing but how to survive
I’ll never find home again,
I’ll never find home again,
I’ll never find home again,
I’ll never find home again.
I am one with the beasts now
We are begging for the sea,
Run, run, run for the darkness
Because the light’s turned on me
Lift your eyes from your flowers now
There’s nothing left to see,
Oh, my husband, almighty king, have you forsaken me?