Come Little Children (Garden of Shadows)

Come little children, I'll take thee away,
Into a land of enchantment. [bad word] little children, The [bad word] to play,
Here in my garden of shadows.

Follow sweet children, I'll show thee the way,
Through all the pain and the sorrows.
Weep not poor children, For life is this way,
Murdering beauty and passions.

Hush now dear children, It must be this way,
To weary of life and deceptions.
Rest now my children, For soon we'll away,
Into the calm and the quiet.
 [bad word] little children, I'll take thee away,
Into a land of enchantment. [bad word] little children, The [bad word] to play,
Here in my garden of shadows.