This garden will consume you. All who enter never return. Yet gazing into the distance, dancing around the fires, they live full, wild and free.

I longed to join them, and was willing to pay the price, my solemn sacrifice.

How much of me has to die, so that the rest might live?To this garden, how much will I give?

I always knew, it was always true. Every bit of me has to go through.