In Yahweh’s garden, verdant and divine, Image-bearers walked, in harmony aligned. Till the serpent whispered, “Did God really say?” Fruit forbidden tasted—light begins to fade, Expelled from Eden, death and dust remain. Three falls resound—through cosmic halls they ring! Heavens weep as mortals grasp forbidden things! In Eden’s shade, the serpent’s lie takes hold, Fruit of pride—death’s curse on flesh and soul! Generations swell, the earth in sin’s embrace, Watchers gaze on daughters, bound in lust and grace. Oaths are spoken, heaven’s order torn, Nephilim rising—giants now are born. Weapons forged and stars divined, Violence floods all humankind— Corruption spreads—creation undone! Giants devour beneath the sun! Waters rise—the flood is released! Cleanse the earth—let silence speak! Ark on the water, covenant remains, Yet in the heart, the pride still reigns… “Build it higher—pierce the sky! Make a name that will not die!” Three falls resound—hear the heavens cry! Tower rising, defiance to the sky! Tongues divided, nations torn apart, False gods ruling over fractured hearts! Sons of God descend, corruption in the air, Chains of rebellion everywhere! Three falls resound—feel it now again! Humanity bound in the weight of sin! From Babylon’s shadow, a voice breaks through… “Abram…” begin anew.
