Demon Apple

I Am the demon of the apple's eye

Come round when your head's on fire

We will be in touch with time

When you come into the Apple's eye

You're training them all, You traded them all

Crawl back when you cut course

Fall down I had an eye sore

From your sighting

We will be tired

And tied down from times

And head counts

Don't hold your hand down

We'll come running

When you come around the bend I'll be someone's time

You're training them all, You traded them all