She brought me an apple and held out her hand 
the tree she had plucked from would lay out the plan 
Partake of this perfect communion with me
those were the words she had whispered, her plea
And should you accept it, the offer she gives
you'll see a world in which everyone lives
Not like the one where our bodies may dwell
that is laden with burdens and personal hells 
In contrast reality'll seep through your bones
exposing the parts of you no one else knows 
And this be the knowledge you'll gain from a bite
that the morsel ingested will turn into light 
It is harbored within until time becomes ripe
and swallows internally all of your strife 
For everything done was completed in truth
to finish the work that was started in you