Flowers and moonshine in my garden of eden

When I gaze into the sun the fires burn my eyes
There I gaze into enlightenment
There I see the serpent rise
When I gaze into the moonshine so translucent so serene
I behold the rise of madness
And attest to drunken dreams

When I gaze into the future it is ruin that I see
There is absinthe in my chalice
Sweet sobriety set free
When I gaze into the orifice of my lover's nest exposed
I behold the cleft of Venus
In the heart of raven hose

When I gaze into the present implications burn my eyes
There I see the death of nature
There I see the world's demise
When I gaze into the past there are brown shirts that I see
They are marching forth for Caesar
They are marching forth for me

When I gaze into the heavens I see angels falling down
Seeking refuge in the sunshine
Crushing gently to the ground
When I gaze into the gardens, of creation unrevealed
I behold the corpse of Adam
Killed by reasoning of Eve