Poison Garden Songtext
von The Orbweavers

They said "Do not play in the poison garden"
Foxgloves sway, in the poison garden
Melia berries fall like marbles
Now crushed and broken as the ground there hardens
When I was younger, I used to marvel
When they would warn me about the poison garden
Belladonna, sweet deadly nightshade
Oleander, you make my heart break Red angel trumpets, pendulous glory
Pupils dilate with a midnight story
Oh ancient yew tree, laden with berries
Medical pardon, from the poison garden
And as I shelter, beneath this bower
Beauty and power in the poison garden
I′ll take my hours in the poison garden