I lorded over my Lord's earthly beings,
The fruit forbidden proven sweetest
Dressed in nothings, fast descending
Oh foolish ones, you heeded my verses
Yet His mercy is endless, I do know
Regrets I know not, I reap what I sow
He grants me the one thing, this yearning
Trials of faith, and short of nothing
To the end and beyond, I am fear
A precious ransom is a rolling tear
And risen from the fall, I pay the price
Of one who's fallen through a rise.