Apple       Kick the rotten fruit       Life is full of fresh energy    Depth on my tongue the beauty is mortal       You could have a bite    Out of happiness       If it doesn't taste    Good spit, spit it out       Kick the rotten fruit    This is the forbidden fruit    Fruit       As it splashes on your face    As it drops down your forehead       Now I know you're the big nothing    And I'm the God of the World       Mortal beauty       Mortal beauty, everlasting ugliness