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Adam, Eve and Lilith Too
Part One: Eva of in chanting rib Seduces Adam to sinful ways Beckoning him to lay in tall Field of grass were love is made Lilith looks on with sinful hate A cast away The will/her to lay beneath no man born for the same dust and sand So she fled to heavens gates to be knocked down a succubus So Adam grow lonely with spoiling fruits God stole his rib and Eva was born But it was Lilith who stole her bran The retarded child God made Planted the seed that grow the tree to the Apple Eva eats For ever cursed with unripe children to rain down on hell a place Adam knows well Part Two: It rains warm drops of due On the shaken ground love once grow A place that lingers in are harts A place that Lilith hates so much With open arms she takes the lost Broken hearted And Thous to strange to love The dead children Eve never grow In her arms they find warmth A place were the rain douse not fall They wonder the mortal realms of life Taking revenge on thous that wish them harm Serial killers that never get tried Not enough jury to condemn the lie So they rome like lonely souls Leaving moss and butterfly's were every they go Taking in thous to lost to see that a knife is not the key God doesn't love any of us Even if he douse site beyond the gates of haven Hell never manifest Death is just Death like Breath is life
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