the fruit that s plucked from the bitter tree is rotten old you can find that seed sown deep in me as a child i was taught to fear if it ever grows so i get on my knees with a daily plea swallow me down and your throat will surely burn these are the lessons i was made to learn as i age it gets harder to resist his call i tread lightly for if i ever fall the devil s gonna keep me a new love s fascination burns straight through my core you send shivers when you touch my skin i don t have the will to fight you anymore so i take a bite cause i ve given in carry me high in your arms a sweetened embrace we breathe harder faster a rhythmic pace as i lay tangled up with you we stay here cloaked i hear a whisper as the silence spoke the devil s gonna keep me blood stained hands don t ever wash clean wash clean i try desperately but the stains stay seen the fruit has fully grown and i can t bear its weight so i dread the judgment i await bury me six feet underground alive or dead nothing can stop my fate that lies ahead the time has come to reap the life i leave behind in the end my soul is reassigned the devil s gonna keep me