And they the sound of the LORD God walking in the garden in the cool of the day, and the man and his wife hid themselves from the presence of the LORD God among the trees of the garden. But the LORD God called to the man, and said to him, "Where are you?" His story, meant to be the recorded at the start of every story Christ the culture, all for His glory To display his power, now fast Let us make men in our likeness and in our For his glory, but through sin got distorted I get the point I watch Mory Poravich I am not the father, man, I have no of this black, front side of the tempting Picture the same breeze, sun dipped in The led is over, spittin' venom showed 'em Eve flip flopped like some zorith followed suit too, like he had four of these Hands weeped we fold Satan backdoors Identity fades, it exceeds Not lost, but at the cross for His glory "So when the woman saw that the tree was good for food, and that it was a delight to the eyes, and that the tree was to be desired to make one wise, she of its fruit and ate, and she also gave some to her husband who was with her, and he ate." fear and shame, mankind was overtaken Eyes open wide and they saw they both naked Traumatized they the scene like a driver that's been drinkin' So in as they leave, try and hide amongst the trees Cuz hear God comin' and like sinners they start runnin' Already they confused and how see God is blury Feel compel in the runners if gonna get done in With God speaks as he strolls through the breeze Seeking man out him "Where are You?" Cuz mankind is lost and his got marred too The results of it all, the fall of God cursed the plus the man in his pride of the here and now, why people can't hear and now Rejected by sin and overwhelmed with the here and now Created to be in His image, showin' his glory Reflectin' to the world the end of His story