Banished from paradise Cast into a lake of fire My vengeful wrath will soon transpire
I can see a flaw in your creation, dear god No man can withstand the powers of temptation
I’m the serpent slithering nearby Wrapping my body around trees that feed The hungry The poor The wild The blind The adams The eves The saints The sinners The hunger in everyone
“The mind is its own place, and in itself Can make a Heav’n of Hell, a Hell of Heav’n”