A dark red glow! A fatal kiss… At the Serpent’s throne, Magnetic lust... and a hiss... Can you feel it?! I feel it! Can you feel it?! The orchard bleeds, Spawned from wicked seeds. The serpent coils Beneath fallen leaves. Falling apples, Play games with your mind. Falling apples, A sin so divine. Falling apples, For you and for me, Magnetic lust born of wicked seeds! Eve offers delight, Adam smiles, takes his bite. Day turns to night. Oh Lord, The snake! Oh Lord, He take! Oh Lord, Don’t break! Save us! Temptation whispers, The branches moan. Every heart shakes, At the serpent’s throne. Falling apples, Play games with your mind. Falling apples, A sin so divine. Falling apples, For you and for me, Magnetic lust born of wicked seeds! Oh Lord… The wicked seed. Oh Lord… It’s planted deep. Oh Lord… The orchard bleeds. Save us!
