Her life, it seemed so perfect
Unstained and pearly white
Happy, clear and healthy
She shone a beauty bright

But the apple looked inviting
Dressed in crimson silk
Feeding her such lovely lies
She drank them in like milk

She savored every moment
Though knowing that they lied
She couldn't turn her face away
In fear, in guilt, in pride

Nasty serpents begged for blood
She gave her heart and bones
Fleeing with their bellies full
They left her, all but one

He hid abit then slithered back
An apple in his coil
Tempting her with influence
He brought her to the soil

She never ate that apple
But what he didn't know
His ways had crept into her head
And she had let them grow

It grew into a bitter weed
Hallucinating trip
She smiled though she hated it
Every little bit

And though she's hanging loosely
To a quickly burning rope
She turns her eyes to heaven
Cuz by God she knows there's hope