[How we're going to pay for our sins...]Somewhere in the
futureYour life turns to nightmareSomewhere in the futureYour
mind flies to nowhereSometimes your past returnsYour heart
begins to bleedSometimes your past returnsYou try to pull up
your sheetsIt's too lateYou make your own fateYou know
it's too lateYou can't choose your fateGardeners of
painGardeners of painSomething strange in your headYour eyes
seek anywhereSomething strange in your headYour skin burns
everywhereIt's too lateYou make your own fateYou know
it's too lateYou can't choose your fateGardeners of
painGardeners of painGardeners of painGardeners of painNow is
the time to prepare for your fate'Cause in the future you
will have no choiceSomeone laughs at your spellWhere's God?
Won't he forgive me?Someone laughs at your spellWhere's
love? Won't it rescue me?It's too lateYou make your own
fateIt's too lateBut you could change your fateGardeners of
painGardeners of painGardeners of painGardeners of pain