First on Earth

Mrs Madame so sweet

If heaven is what you want to meet


Then you have to eat

The fruit of the tree that's red as meat



About eternity

Rushing inside of thee

As I approach the tree


First sir in the land

Eat this fruit that is inside my hand


Don't you worry man

You will not die, you will feel so grand



Gardens of Liberty

Roaming and being free

Throughout the land and see


Before they ate of that tree


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