He turns away, he takes and he receives
The truth falls from the apple
I see but i cannot believe
Is this my creation

Here in this garden is everything you need
All you've ever asked for
But please don't touch that tree
Is this my creation

Now i see the truth of what this world's to be
And i cannot imagine my son will die for these

I love my creation
But is this my creation

To die for my creation
But is this my creation