Tekst:
Vast Desert Garden

moments of our lives I want to leave today The sky is big and my life is small I want to leave with you So we can build a desert garden Mmmhmmhmmhmm

to talk" "No sir" - was all he'd say. Go back to the gym. Very peaceful Meditation Air base in the desert Looking out venetian blinds A plane A desert

whirl of lust to pleasure him This bland Adam, a reaper of the sun In bone dry season, for Eve was busy sucking thumbs Pricked in rosy gardens as he

de meme termes, la prophetie renait 3275 ans apres, la spiritualite l'emporte sur les forces materielles, la puissance divine en extension descend du ciel. Prend garde, prend garde