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Viscerated bodies<br />planted deep beneath the earth<br />They fertilize the soil<br />and feed for all they?re worth<br />Within the garden<br />of unearthly delights<br />True meaning of horror?s found<br />and hell?s within our sights<br /><br />[Chorus:]<br />He plants the seeds<br />The germinate<br />Black misdeeds, they pollinate<br />In the garden of bleeding?s<br />where the devil waits<br />to introduce you to your fate<br /><br />Endless orchards dot the land<br />of corpses up on spikes<br />Beauty?s in the eye of the<br />beheaded on a pike<br />Bathed in lakes of fire<br />until a cinder?s what remains<br />The stench of death it makes<br />the flowers bloom in his domain<br /><br />[Chorus]<br /><br />Bodies hang from branches<br />like grapes hang from the vine<br />Garlands made of human flesh<br />they decorate his shrine<br />On the wind and through the trees,<br />the cries of suffering<br />For this is the garden<br />of the king of the unclean.
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Viscerated bodies<br />planted deep beneath the earth<br />They fertilize the soil<br />and feed for all they?re worth<br />Within the garden<br />of unearthly delights<br />True meaning of horror?s found<br />and hell?s within our sights<br /><br />[Chorus:]<br />He plants the seeds<br />The germinate<br />Black misdeeds, they pollinate<br />In the garden of bleeding?s<br />where the devil waits<br />to introduce you to your fate<br /><br />Endless orchards dot the land<br />of corpses up on spikes<br />Beauty?s in the eye of the<br />beheaded on a pike<br />Bathed in lakes of fire<br />until a cinder?s what remains<br />The stench of death it makes<br />the flowers bloom in his domain<br /><br />[Chorus]<br /><br />Bodies hang from branches<br />like grapes hang from the vine<br />Garlands made of human flesh<br />they decorate his shrine<br />On the wind and through the trees,<br />the cries of suffering<br />For this is the garden<br />of the king of the unclean.
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