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Dušan Rebolj - music, lyrics, vocals
Borut Praper - music, arrangement, keyboards, drums, programming, bass, backing vocals, additional guitar
Jure Praper - guitar

Rachel's Garden

Winter gave you,
warm breath and a wandering gaze.
Winter claimed you,
punch drunk, cold and craven days.

It's a bit like the myth
I fashioned to tell and repeat
to break and delete
places where they've seen me standing.

There's a hole beneath the vines
at the end of every guise.
The seeds will come alive
in Rachel's Garden.

Summer slayed you,
blossoms torn in heaves of thought.
Summer made you
one with others tied in knots.

No quarter in mind
for any trace of space or time.
Your verdict divine,
your tail in shreds from all the dragging.

To open the vines
don't take any sides.
Ten worlds will collide
in Rachel's Garden.

Rachel, can you smell the smoke?
It's all coming down,
just like you said it would.
Rachel, can you hear me choke?
Will you turn around?
Please, help me if you could.

To open the vines
don't take any sides.
Let these worlds collide
and light up your garden.