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