Memory Garden - Blessed Are The Dead

I've walked so long on my naked feet
There's forbidden fruit for me to eat
I carry the world suffering on my shoulders
Deeper and deeper it moulders

For every step I walk
Two steps death heavily stalks
My sadness is to deep for a tear
When the sun goes down the eve I fear

Every hour another form of life spices dies
Over the earth death and illness flies

Grey shades of guilt grows
End of the world louder it roams

No life or no salvation
God is dead so I've read