Apple apple way up high
Take a bite and then I die
Eat it all to the core
Then the raven will be no more
Cawing Cawing in my ear
The end of the world is very near
Static Stactic in my ear
The voices aren't very clear
Laughing Laughing are the trees
Droppin thier leaves as they freeze
Bloody Bloody children try
To reach up and high towards the sky
Apple apple way up high
Take a bite and then I die
Eat it all to the core
Then the world will be no more