Lyrics

The fruit from the tree was so pleasing to my eye The serpent said that I would not die The serpent shall be cursed He will crawl about and eat dust I will put enmity between the woman and you Man will crush your head, you will strike his heel The wisdom of the world will be mine if I eat What can it hurt if I take it and eat? I will greatly increase the woman's pain Bearing children all of your days You will desire man He will rule over you Take some, man - Gain wisdom, too Eat from the tree: it's what you must do The land will be cursed because of man Producing thorns to make him bleed By your sweat you will live until death Dust you are and to dust you will return