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The Blame
O Eve,
Why is thy black heart wrapped around that tree?
God gave me everything...!
Paradise...! and you destroyed that for me!
I was doing good by myself,
I was as one planted in the heavens above
But You!!...you pulled me down to this hell below!
Who's going to rescue me now...
I don't know
Thy ambition pierces the light of a thousand suns...
Now like a frighten bunny I'm on the run,
O Lioness...!
Cursed be the day to thee I was tied!!
The glory of God has left me bare because you lied
to me with a passionate kiss
Adam,
If you were a real man...
Thou should have been able to stand
Though my ambitions might have been great...
I didn't tie thy heart to that snake
O Leader of mankind,
If you were pure...
there wouldn't have been any weakness
in your mind he could find
O God!
Separate me from this little man-I mean this child,
The brute in this beast is on the prowl,
move me eastward by the peaceful sea
and let not this fool follow me
TOGETHER YOU STOOD
TOGETHER YOU FELL
IN THE PRESENCE OF EACH OTHER
COMPANY YOU SHALL FOREVER DWELL
Noooooo....!!!!
copyrights 2007
Robert Anthony James
Why is thy black heart wrapped around that tree?
God gave me everything...!
Paradise...! and you destroyed that for me!
I was doing good by myself,
I was as one planted in the heavens above
But You!!...you pulled me down to this hell below!
Who's going to rescue me now...
I don't know
Thy ambition pierces the light of a thousand suns...
Now like a frighten bunny I'm on the run,
O Lioness...!
Cursed be the day to thee I was tied!!
The glory of God has left me bare because you lied
to me with a passionate kiss
Adam,
If you were a real man...
Thou should have been able to stand
Though my ambitions might have been great...
I didn't tie thy heart to that snake
O Leader of mankind,
If you were pure...
there wouldn't have been any weakness
in your mind he could find
O God!
Separate me from this little man-I mean this child,
The brute in this beast is on the prowl,
move me eastward by the peaceful sea
and let not this fool follow me
TOGETHER YOU STOOD
TOGETHER YOU FELL
IN THE PRESENCE OF EACH OTHER
COMPANY YOU SHALL FOREVER DWELL
Noooooo....!!!!
copyrights 2007
Robert Anthony James
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