second track in the song cycle- and thus begins the dense metaphoric language. I hope a psychologist isn't listening... This merges into the next track very nicely.

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When air was fresher
When the seas were cleaner
When the stars were brighter
When the world was younger
We were not afraid
God held us by our hands
Yet we were unaware

Our tongues yearned for flavor
We had gotten braver
Racing through the orchard
And the fruit was bitter
Having tasted flesh
The world on itself
And caved in

We built up our armies
And we slit their throats
Blood ran through the orchard
The fruit had made us thirsty
Men do not age like wine
Warlords raised their axes high
Tore their robes and wailed