In this garden time is creeping
The odours so firm like a wall
Caressing me, making me loosing my will
Am I alone? How did I get here?
It seems that a gate in my dreams let me pass

What a picturesque place
A confusing heap of sounds
Almost like silence if you consume, consume them entirely
My sight is sharpened, my sight is sharpened

Garden of delight
I never find an exit
If beauty could kill 
I would have died a hundred deaths

Colours of a splendidness that I never saw before
Plants are high-grown and perfect
But somewhere there has to be a poisonous one
Beyond the surface, something is waiting, waiting just to overthrow me
Just to overthrow me, overthrow me

Garden of delight
I never find an exit
If beauty could kill 
I would have died a hundred deaths

Garden of delight
I never find an exit
If beauty could kill 
I would have died a hundred deaths