In the garden of life, bask no longer
In endless seas of amber
Where most lie suspended below
You alone rise above
As acrid fragrance permeates the air
The garden's foulest truth comes to light

Though boundless, its end lay right beneath our noses.

That which is sacrificed is not wasted
Life borrowed is life granted
So in your bloom most rare
Embrace the sulfurous stench
Guide lost souls to greater purpose
In the rejection of sweet innocence
You shine brighter
The finest flower in the garden of life