Midnight in the Garden of Good (Original)

Lyrics

[Intro: Architect] Midnight in the Garden of Good [Verse 1: Architect] This being of age-old grace, Architect/Holocaust Mossback, Antediluvian that of late Embedded and preserved, expired, current departed Lyrics crash across your head, now unzipping your face Former antique kissing crocodiles, flight bound Tear open your flesh like presents and thinner nightgowns Toots slow down, you'll never catch Mr. Appleby In some flaming town, you'll bury yourself the greediest Death before riches, kingdom of good barbarians Circumstances of development leading up to the previous Where the day takes you, placed within the Sun Crush all the village cowards, devour till sin is done One bag of bones, children gather, Easter egg hunt Afterwards fruit bonbons and safari punch Branded hollow planet, Period of Adjustment Back to the hanging gardens and lavish the fake lunch Plantation memories, stone monolith choice bound Hoist down the use of human beings of voice sound In the prairie fields, the poppies blow All the crosses, row and row They are the dead, short days ago They lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow The torch be yours, to hold it high If ye break faith with us, who dies? Loved and were loved, and now they lie 'Cause they didn't live life from the ground to the sky [Chorus: Architect] Silver ants and golden beetles crawling throughout my paragraphs Father Architect, to peel a lemon and share a drag Snow Creek lime, draw lyrics that float and colorise Butterscotch ladybugs, candy cane butterflies Silver ants and golden beetles crawling throughout my paragraphs Father Architect, to peel a lemon and share a drag Snow Creek lime, draw lyrics that float and colorise Butterscotch ladybugs, candy cane butterflies Silver ants and golden beetles crawling throughout my paragraphs Father Architect, to peel a lemon and share a drag Snow Creek lime, draw lyrics that float and colorize Butterscotch ladybugs, candy cane butterflies [Verse 2: Architect] In-line skates in a pillowcase, swinging at your face A sound or a combination of sounds are it's representation In writing or printing, the text of a vocal theme Salamander slithers into a stream where glitters fiend Calm unique, cinéma fantastique, the true castle We building new chapels, still bobbing for Blue Apples Tackled and shackle, recycling wordage in best fonts Eat off Titanic artefacts on the waterfront restaurant World War III, entrées, picket and crept with me Aqua-taxi verbalism torch, ticketed separately Ice laden waters all thrilled to the heroics Hair pin, twists and turns, bottles exploded Tomorrowland, news flash, Baskin-Robbins and Häagen-Dazs LensCrafter articles cleansing open your noggin floss Views of marine life, mystifyingly true Harvest scores of curiosities just to rhyme in see-through Flew first class, ideal baby pandas, koalas Gold rich Pina Coladas and experience my katana Those "Mephistopheles", "Beelzebub", Luciferian lifestyle Black mambo, king snake, desert gecko, the cowardly Waffle shoe clubfoot, Poly, Slavic for penny Dirty six-legged pigs from New Guinea, Eric get Minnie For the jealous always tell us that the enemy envies hatred And the deceitful lust read it, shed off infinity facelifts Takes one to know, land mammals return to sea And the water turns to blood, chew cotton candy with glee [Chorus: Architect] Silver ants and golden beetles crawling throughout my paragraphs Father Architect, to peel a lemon and share a drag Snow Creek lime, draw lyrics that float and colorise Butterscotch ladybugs, candy cane butterflies Silver ants and golden beetles crawling throughout my paragraphs Father Architect, to peel a lemon and share a drag Snow Creek lime, draw lyrics that float and colorise Butterscotch ladybugs, candy cane butterflies [Verse 3: Architect] Hang 'em high, dripping, overlooking the rolling vineyards Sunset stroll, hand-picked the green raisins Rocky mountain strawberries, leisure shoot for the taste buds My speech rinses flesh from the fossils, obscene occasions Seem patient, wasting time just now, slim-fitted crewmen The insects and the creatures tell riddles of dim-witted humans One man aircraft carrier, personnel No drinking during the sermon, extinguish the serpent's hell What mockery have thee traded for thy precious soul? Be it star fruit or dragon fruit, re-evaluate choice Merry-go-rounds, monkey bars, neck climbs and curvy slides Balance beams and hideaways, all examine my thirty rhyme Interactive play areas, reservations required Free wheelchairs, strollers and lockers for aiming higher Plus elite catering, remarkable tasting menu And every dollar that you spend enables it to continue Never will concede, just work hard, determined Either/or suburban or urban, Italian, German Spanish, French, African, Oriental and Russian Samoan Irish bagpipes wrestle with the percussion Party hats, balloons and crazy string, confetti Open field exhibit caravans, lyrical Serengeti Overnight camping trip, foes will disappear Heavy paragraphs, clear and truthfully engineered [Chorus: Architect] Silver ants and golden beetles crawling throughout my paragraphs Father Architect, to peel a lemon and share a drag Snow Creek lime, draw lyrics that float and colorise Butterscotch ladybugs, candy cane butterflies Silver ants and golden beetles crawling throughout my paragraphs Father Architect, to peel a lemon and share a drag Snow Creek lime, draw lyrics that float and colorise Butterscotch ladybugs, candy cane butterflies [Outro: Architect] If a man was to tell me he wasn't God I would have to ask him what he was [Film Sample] What do you call yourself politically and how do you define your political philosophy?