| Song | The Serpent Garden |
| Artist | The Crown |
| Album | Eternal Death |
| 作曲 : Olsfelt, Tervonen | |
| A distant place - | |
| Where once we all lived like slaves | |
| Stolen of our mind and thoughts we were left there naked - | |
| Living dead | |
| Forbidden need - | |
| To taste the fruits of the knowledge tree | |
| Serving on our knees we will as long as we're not breaking free | |
| The Serpent temptates our souls: - | |
| Free yourselves from the chains of | |
| God, Eat this my gift and be your own lords! | |
| Release of what lies entombed: | |
| The divine wisdom in all of us no longer a secret to ourselves | |
| Every day is like the day the ungodly touched my soul to say: - | |
| Defeat the | |
| Dog who's crushing all your needs! | |
| Every day you see my pain and turn your other cheek away | |
| The tears | |
| I shed - Will not to be unsaid! | |
| Wonam and | |
| Man - Driven out from the sacred orchards | |
| Just like | |
| Lucifer - | |
| The fallen one, was cast out of heaven high | |
| The Serpent garden - | |
| Is the covenant between us | |
| Together forever in an unholy war against the almighty tyrant of enslavement | |
| The Serpent has saved our souls | |
| Freed us from the hains of | |
| God and given us gifts for us to be our own lords | |
| Punished by flood and plagues | |
| Brought upon us in envy of | |
| God from what we have become now | |
| Christian slaves want to erase their mind | |
| Longing back to the "heaven" of mental hell | |
| They praise the tyrant every night and day | |
| They despise the | |
| Serpent, freedom of souls and us the unholy ones | |
| Who are not born to follow any law but our will and desire | |
| The Serpent - | |
| Glittering black | |
| Bites a hole in my soul and creawls insie | |
| Knowledge - | |
| Unleashed in me - | |
| Try to find the ungodly in you | |
| God Dog! - | |
| Confront me now | |
| And face the pain that | |
| I will spit on your light | |
| Deathbound - | |
| Is what we are - | |
| I close my eyes now | |
| I dream of hell | |
| The Serpent words are calling - | |
| It's blood still "poison" me | |
| My Serpent words are calling | |
| And your paradise is falling - | |
| Down! [Lead: M. Sunesson] | |
| The Serpent temptates our souls: - | |
| Free yourselves from the chains of | |
| God, eat this my gift and be your own lords! | |
| Release of what lies entombed: | |
| The divine wisdom in all of us no longer a secret to ourselves | |
| Every day is like the day the ungodly touched my soul to say: - | |
| Defeat the | |
| Dog who's crushing all your needs! | |
| Every day you see my pain and turn your other cheek away | |
| Of fire reborn in the | |
| Serpent garden | |
| To be free from | |
| God's grasp. |
| zuò qǔ : Olsfelt, Tervonen | |
| A distant place | |
| Where once we all lived like slaves | |
| Stolen of our mind and thoughts we were left there naked | |
| Living dead | |
| Forbidden need | |
| To taste the fruits of the knowledge tree | |
| Serving on our knees we will as long as we' re not breaking free | |
| The Serpent temptates our souls: | |
| Free yourselves from the chains of | |
| God, Eat this my gift and be your own lords! | |
| Release of what lies entombed: | |
| The divine wisdom in all of us no longer a secret to ourselves | |
| Every day is like the day the ungodly touched my soul to say: | |
| Defeat the | |
| Dog who' s crushing all your needs! | |
| Every day you see my pain and turn your other cheek away | |
| The tears | |
| I shed Will not to be unsaid! | |
| Wonam and | |
| Man Driven out from the sacred orchards | |
| Just like | |
| Lucifer | |
| The fallen one, was cast out of heaven high | |
| The Serpent garden | |
| Is the covenant between us | |
| Together forever in an unholy war against the almighty tyrant of enslavement | |
| The Serpent has saved our souls | |
| Freed us from the hains of | |
| God and given us gifts for us to be our own lords | |
| Punished by flood and plagues | |
| Brought upon us in envy of | |
| God from what we have become now | |
| Christian slaves want to erase their mind | |
| Longing back to the " heaven" of mental hell | |
| They praise the tyrant every night and day | |
| They despise the | |
| Serpent, freedom of souls and us the unholy ones | |
| Who are not born to follow any law but our will and desire | |
| The Serpent | |
| Glittering black | |
| Bites a hole in my soul and creawls insie | |
| Knowledge | |
| Unleashed in me | |
| Try to find the ungodly in you | |
| God Dog! | |
| Confront me now | |
| And face the pain that | |
| I will spit on your light | |
| Deathbound | |
| Is what we are | |
| I close my eyes now | |
| I dream of hell | |
| The Serpent words are calling | |
| It' s blood still " poison" me | |
| My Serpent words are calling | |
| And your paradise is falling | |
| Down! Lead: M. Sunesson | |
| The Serpent temptates our souls: | |
| Free yourselves from the chains of | |
| God, eat this my gift and be your own lords! | |
| Release of what lies entombed: | |
| The divine wisdom in all of us no longer a secret to ourselves | |
| Every day is like the day the ungodly touched my soul to say: | |
| Defeat the | |
| Dog who' s crushing all your needs! | |
| Every day you see my pain and turn your other cheek away | |
| Of fire reborn in the | |
| Serpent garden | |
| To be free from | |
| God' s grasp. |