It is now night in the garden
The souls of so many wander here
Trapped in pain and darkness
Forever damned and forsaken

No redemption for their sins
They wander around endlessly
Their call unheard to most
But their pain oh so real

Condemned for all of eternity
For the life they once lived
For the hearts they once broke
For the lives they once shattered

These poor souls forever wander
Here in the garden of midnight
They never will live again
They never will rest again

Eternity is theirs to keep
And their cross to bear
For no breath shall be exhaled
Here in the garden of midnight


Penned by my hand on the 6th of Haernos, in the year 79 MA.