As the daylight broke, across the land;
Visions of the past slowly returned.
As the garden of a torturous past slowly weeps;
A brand new string of hope quietly returns.
As the garden of a lost land begins to bloom;
The eyes of the world continue to watch.
As the weeping garden quietly sighs;
The many forms of life slowly return to a precious land.
As the darken night falls across the land;
The many shadows begin to emerge.
Throughout the many forms of life;
A sudden chill slowly creeps against their skins.
As the moonlight quietly shines above the garden;
A revitalized garden slowly sleeps .
As the shadow of the sun continues to hide;
A beautiful weeping garden emerges from the ashes.
