I Have Been

Adam’s skin once more
Is what I’m born into to eat the fruit
I swallow the whole core
Because I’m forced to prove
I’d rather choke on you
I’ll cut off my legs;
With no week of repentance
There is no forgiveness
I’m red with regret because as holy as I’ve been
I’ve still got a guilty conscience
So Adam’s skin once more
Has made my spirit mute
As I choke on you
Bear your skin no more
And leave it in the tomb
The bread has broken through
Heir, your veil is torn
Inherit heaven’s view
As the wine shines your shoes
And enter, enter the nature