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Nothing is what it seems.

In the hanging garden, nothing is what it seems.

And no one is pardoned for the sins they receive.

And if you take my hand from that very lost place,

I will lead you through darkness

to that very safe space.

WISHING, YOU WERE HERE.

WISHING, YOU WERE HERE.

I’M WISHING YOU WERE HERE,

YOU WERE HERE RIGHT NOW!

We’re all filled with dread.

When the universe crumbles

and we’re all filled with dread.

As humanity stumbles

and we’re all left for dead.

Your god does not dwell here

so break all your mirrors.

We will ride to tomorrow and save all your fears.

WISHING, YOU WERE HERE.

WISHING, YOU WERE HERE.

I’M WISHING YOU WERE HERE,

YOU WERE HERE RIGHT NOW!

In the hanging garden where the dead flowers bloom.

It’s the root of all evil, filled with death rot and gloom

and if you take my hand from that very lost place.

I will lead you through darkness to that very safe space.

WISHING, YOU WERE HERE.

WISHING, YOU WERE HERE.

I’M WISHING YOU WERE HERE,

YOU WERE HERE RIGHT NOW!

I’M WISHING YOU WERE HERE,

YOU WERE HERE RIGHT NOW!

WITH ME!