Take a bite of the sweet apple of life
and enjoy it's juicy pleasures
sin and be wicked for all is righteous in the end
for we will all be dead, and everything shall fade to black
and We will dance with the others in the dead of the night
fresh out our chambers, our cadavers kiss the sky
as we soar in the air, high on what feels like life
because this is the life we all deserve to live
but we're still on this earth, in secrecy
if we are caught, we'll be vanquished
and night shall come to life and our corpse are yet again in dirt
cast out of Eden on the count of iniquity
so do I live my life for my apples or do I live it for my Eden to come?
this, on my mind, as my lips quivered
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