We were made sinning
In the beginning
From Adam’s rib you came
Naked and shivering
Misshapen sibling
Snakes in the garden
Coiled up sleeping
Do you feel anything?
Do you feel anything?
Blackened and festering
Watch where you’re treading
Oh how we tumbled
To this place
And there was evening
And there was morning
And there was evening
And there was morning
And there was evening
And there was morning
And there was evening