I was a little crying baby born in sin
In an exotic garden found hidden in paradise
A mirage entwined in the reflection of a flame
That dances from within the fires of Hell
Bells rang upon church roof tops
Rainbows of gray shades lined the lands
Rivers of gratification streaming down the hills
Product of fornication and emotional deception
A lie that man has become by claiming to love
The soul's perversion as the brain rules the heart
Deceit starts with a trail of tales from tender lips
From between aching hips trembling life is drawn
With a bloody red slaying the moon, day dawns
The killer, a sinner unaware of the bad he brings
A believer unfamiliar with any wrong in his doing
Long before good existed roamed a lonely lord
In solitude his evil grew and so he drew upon
An angel lost in the bluebell woods of Heaven
The fall left a mighty cavern consumed by mud
An unsightly colour as the earth blended with blood
Forever thereafter man has lived with hate and love
Ever since he searches the land seas and skies
Seeking before he dies treasure never to be found
For the essence of man lies buried deep within
Below the surface of his own sinful skin
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