I laid me down upon a bank, Where Love lay sleeping;I heard among the rushes dank Weeping, weeping.
Then I went to the heath and the wild, To the thistles and thorns of the waste; And they told me how they were beguiled, Driven out, and compelled to the chaste.
I went to the Garden of Love,And saw what I never had seen;A Chapel was built in the midst,Where I used to play on the green.
And the gates of this Chapel were shut,And 'Thou shalt not' writ over the door;So I turned to the Garden of LoveThat so many sweet flowers bore.
And I saw it was filled with graves,And tombstones where flowers should be;And priests in black gowns were walking their rounds,And binding with briars my joys and desires.
Elephants one hundred each field a red nose and since that only one only imperfection can goes.Elephants one hundred each field a red nose and since that only one only imperfection can goes.Elephants one hundred each field a red nose and since that only one only imperfection can goes.Elephants one hundred each field a red nose and since that only one only imperfection can goes.Elephants one hundred each field a red nose and since that only one only imperfection can goes.Elephants one hundred each field a red nose and since that only one only imperfection can goes.
Cracky addressing Dante in the Garden of Love
Suffer the children to come unto Cracky
There's an Angel standing in the sunAnd she's crying, with a loud loud voice'This is the Supper of the Mighty One'Lord of Lord, Queen of Queens,Has returned to lead her children home,To take them toThe New Jerusalem.
- kareha 3.1.3 + futaba mode -