Gardens Lyrics - Singles - Heavens

This garden's growing hunger like your growing fly trap smile 

This coming harvest season finds it's stretching on for miles 

We do or kill most anyone to be 

Its do or die, it's up to you and me, G.O.D. 

G.O.D. 

We magnetize this opposite by pull of frequency 

The anger grows in fields as far as naked eyes can see 

Blood drops from the sky like acid rain 

From tongue to nervous systematic shame 

We do or kill most anyone to be 

Its do or die, it's up to you and me, G.O.D. 

G.O.D. 

The blood drops from the sky like acid rain 

From tongue to nervous systematic shame 

We do or kill most anyone to be 

Its do or die, it's up to you and me, G.O.D. 

G.O.D.