Man: …You’ve been disarming me for days, and I’ve got my defenses all up
But you won’t stop until they’re down; please don’t stop now until they’re down...

You banished my body from Eden
For the forsaken fruit I had eaten
The knowledge of things good and evil
Corrupted my conscience
Deceitful were the serpent’s words
The wisdom he offered was not worth the curse
Now I know everything…
… And with this knowledge I shall crown myself “king”

Deceiver: Erect a monument unto the minds of men

Man: You built these hands, and since then
I’ve been building everything with them
So who’s to blame for all this mess we’ve made?
And who’s to receive all the glory for this majesty?
My man-made-majesty

Man: You banished my body from Eden -I WARNED YOU :Creator
So I’ll ban you from the things I believe in -BUT YOU DIDN’T BELIEVE IN ME
From the schools where we send our children -MY CHILD, MY BRIDE
From the knowledge we bequeath unto them -YOU WILL KNOW MY LOVE, THE DAY I DIE

I hear the generations cry:
“We feed our flesh and fill our minds with worldly wisdom; our demise”

Our lips offered the kiss
That betrayed
We washed our hands of this
On that day

The day the crowd cried, “Crucify!”
That was the day that God died for my misdeeds…


By William Robert Stoy IV 1 Corinthians 1:18-19