I never bowed down again, not even over a flower
I no longer blushed when stealing love
From the moment Winter convinced me that God
Would not have blushed stealing mine

One day I was arrested for women and wine
They had no laws to punish a blasphemer
Death did not kill me, but two bigoted guards did
They tried to beat my soul out of me

Because I said that God tricked the first man
He forced him to live a fool's life
In the enchanted garden, he forced him to dream
To ignore that in the world there is good and there is evil

When he saw that man was reaching out
To steal the mystery of a forbidden apple
Fearing that he might no longer have masters
He stopped him with death, invented the seasons

They tried to beat my soul out of me
And if it were two guards who ended my life
It is right here on Earth, the forbidden apple
And not God, but someone who invented it for us
Forces us to dream in an enchanted garden
Forces us to dream in an enchanted garden

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