I leave you cause you didn't swallow your proud.
Planted a tree that you don't care about.
You made a crime and take me from divine
Dropping out my crown down disgraceful ground.
Gave me new shape and doomed to live in hell.
Taught me to hate all that I like myself.
God is my witness but he doesn't care.
Only with Satan I leave this nightmare.
I Leave
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