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The Garden
El Ego Lyrics
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Some said it may be found at the end of this wasteland
I heard about the place where the angels await us
So I crossed the desert as penance, and then, I crossed it again
But I never found such a paradise; only the wilderness
Everyone told me about
About divine pleasures that
Made of flesh and bone
Everyone told me about
Exuberant views with lots
Lots of pink fruits that are forbidden no more
I heard about the most heavenly harem
And I'm so impatient, I'm so full of lust
I heard about immaculate goddesses hungry for me and
I can't wait to get there, I can wait no more
But after so many years
Of walking on flames
Beneath a tremendous sun
I found nothing there
After so many years
Of walking on flames
Beneath a tremendous sun
I found nothing there
So I crossed the desert as penance, and then, I crossed it again
But I never found such a paradise; only the wilderness
Everyone told me about
About divine pleasures that
That were made of flesh
Made of flesh and bone
Everyone told me about
Exuberant views with lots
Lots of pink fruits that are forbidden no more
Barefoot on embers, I'm dancing ablaze
I crawl like an asp by sunstroke and thirst
I'm the last man on earth
The Garden is dead
I got lost on the search
The Garden is dead
I'm not worthy of bless
The Garden is dead
I'm the last man on earth
The Garden is dead
I was bitten by deception
I was cheated by mirage
The poison beats in my temples
The poison whips in the rush
I'm the last man on earth
The Garden is dead
I got lost on the search
The Garden is dead
I'm not worthy of bless...
The Garden is dead
I'm the last man on earth
THE GARDEN IS DEAD
El Ego's song "The Garden" is a reflection on the pursuit of an idealized paradise throughout life. The lyrics speak of a mythical Garden, a place where the angels await us, and a heavenly harem filled with immaculate goddesses, all described in vivid detail as the ultimate destination for those who seek it. The song's protagonist embarks on a journey to find this paradise, crossing the desert as a penance, and traversing it again, but ultimately finds only a barren wilderness. The lyrics acknowledge the many years of walking on flames, beneath a tremendous sun, to find nothing in return. The Garden becomes a symbol of a utopian ideal that proves to be nothing but a mirage, a place that can never be found, and that ultimately leaves the singer feeling lost and unworthy.
The lyrics of "The Garden" convey a sense of disillusionment, as the singer realizes that the utopian paradise he seeks is nothing but a deception, a mirage that tempts him with promises of pleasure and fulfillment but ultimately leads him to emptiness and despair. The song's theme of a futile search for a lost paradise is a common one in literature and has been explored by many writers, from John Milton's "Paradise Lost" to F. Scott Fitzgerald's "The Great Gatsby." The song's powerful imagery and evocative lyrics make it a compelling reflection on the human condition.
Line by Line Meaning
I heard about a mysterious holy Garden
I learned of a sacred Garden that is shrouded in mystery
Some said it may be found at the end of this wasteland
People claimed that this Garden could be found at the edge of a barren and desolate land
I heard about the place where the angels await us
I heard of a location where celestial beings are waiting for us
So I crossed the desert as penance, and then, I crossed it again
To atone for my sins, I traversed the dry and harsh desert, and then I did it again
But I never found such a paradise; only the wilderness
Yet, I was never able to locate this utopia; only the empty and untamed land
Everyone told me about
Numerous individuals described to me
About divine pleasures that
The wonderful delights that
That were made of flesh
Were composed of physical material
Made of flesh and bone
Created from elements of the body
Exuberant views with lots
Elevated vistas with abundant
Lots of pink fruits that are forbidden no more
Plentiful pink fruit that is no longer considered taboo
I heard about the most heavenly harem
I learned about an extremely luxurious and desirable place
And I'm so impatient, I'm so full of lust
I am incredibly anxious and overflowing with intense desire
I heard about immaculate goddesses hungry for me and
I heard rumors of incredibly divine and eager beings craving my attention and affection
I can't wait to get there, I can wait no more
I am unable to contain my eagerness; I must go there soon
After so many years
Following numerous long years
Of walking on flames
Of traveling on burning hot coals
Beneath a tremendous sun
Under the scorching heat of a massive star
So I crossed the desert as penance, and then, I crossed it again
As a way to make amends for my errors, I proceeded to journey across the arid wasteland, and then I did it again
Everyone told me about
Many people informed me regarding
About divine pleasures that
The unparalleled delights that
That were made of flesh
Consisting of corporeal substance
Made of flesh and bone
Constructed from both living tissue and calcium
Exuberant views with lots
Panoramic sights that contained a plethora of
Lots of pink fruits that are forbidden no more
Countless pink-colored fruits that are no longer deemed off-limits
Barefoot on embers, I'm dancing ablaze
I am dancing fervently with my feet exposed to the burning hot coals
I crawl like an asp by sunstroke and thirst
I move along like a venomous snake; affected by extreme dehydration and heat exhaustion
I'm the last man on earth
I am the final surviving human being on the planet
The Garden is dead
This Garden no longer exists; it is deceased
I got lost on the search
I became disoriented while undertaking my quest
I'm not worthy of bless
I do not deserve blessings
I was bitten by deception
I was duped and misled by deceit
I was cheated by mirage
I was tricked by illusions and false visions
The poison beats in my temples
A toxin is pulsating in my head
The poison whips in the rush
The venom violently surges through my veins
THE GARDEN IS DEAD
The Garden is no longer living and thriving
Contributed by Adrian T. Suggest a correction in the comments below.