god is the devil

have i unknowingly made a pact with the devil

or was i never the son of god

washed in his grace

clothed in the purest of oranges

was my blood never his

tell him

tell him i’m sorry

i am sorry for diluting his precious blood

by eating an apple

i am sorry for

seeing how little he is

i am sorry for

tasting the heavens even he couldn’t help me see

in a tiny droplet

of that mighty apple

i am sorry for transforming

i am sorry for the change i had brought to the world

i am sorry for wanting to give back

i am sorry for forgetting how

pity and spiteful

you can get

i am sorry for you

being weak

i am sorry for your suffering

i am sorry for you making us

just so you can find comfort

in your pain

knowing we all suffer

i am sorry for worshipping you

when you are

the denounced

when we are

you and i

i am sorry

i am sorry you never felt your blood glamour

by the sight of

the apple

i am sorry you had to feel

too little

i am sorry i

left you

in your

suffering

if you were loving

as that apple

my father

your sons

wouldn't suffer the same fate

as you

but you

my father

couldn't help it