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