Put me in Adam's place between
A lonely garden of barren bliss
And my love in the abyss.
I'd eat from the palm of her hand
And lick her forbidden fruit clean.

No gift could tie me to this land
But my shameful baby.
By my God, I'd gladly go banned.
Only need the blessing of my baby.

When you've already bit into sin,
There'd be nothing else to do,
But look satan's snake in the eyes, grin,
And greet the original fall with wide open arms.
All's well as long as I'm with you.

Towards hell's fires, I'd crawl.
Swim through the flames of the pyres.
No death I couldn't desire,
As long as I'm with you.

I’m made of dust, dried bones and incomplete,
To be cursed for want of a stolen rib,
Barely alive with the faintest heartbeat,
A grown man like an orphan in his crib.

No room for a soul in my shriveled veins,
No life support for fragile loneliness,
To acquiesce in sadness given reins,
A flawed experiment in holiness.

To be alive gives no consolation,
My helpmate has absconded with my soul,
Turning my devotion to temptation
To fill a void when I should have been whole.

This lesson has been far too hard to learn!
To God-forsaken earth let me return!

The pitter-patter on the panes
Is music of the autumn rains

'Til barren tree and downy snow
Tell the fall, "It's time to go."