forbidden fruit

Sweet tooth, apple of his eye Fiend for my fruit, from the first bite Sucked in by a succulent thirst-trap, Swallow your pride, my cyanide sap The sweetest juice is forbidden fruit, my harvest is ripe for the plucking The sweetest juice from forbidden fruit's, Handpicked right, inside my garden Spilling seed, upon thistle and weed, Captive of carnivorous peach Crown me queen, with your thorns Fall on your knees, as I take my throne The sweetest juice is forbidden fruit, my harvest is ripe for the plucking The sweetest juice from forbidden fruit's Handpicked right, inside my garden This monster I've made, digs me A grave, inside my garden Then desecrates my resting place, acres of orchards ache, rife for the plucking 'Cos I'm ripe, Right for the plucking, The sweetest juice Once forbidden fruit's, ready and ripe, Inside my garden