We were not loyal,
In Heaven, in His home;
And neither in the Earth,
Around Arab, India, Rome!
Because of our mistakes,
Arrogance, misuse of powers;
We caused us to suffer, to die,
And God kicked us from his Tower!
It was not the apple,
And no other fruit;
But sex was the root,
To get angry God's boot!
God was angry and we were bad,
Now we cry, mourn and die;
On the contrary, Satan is what?
A friend! A guide! A good guy!
We were not loyal,
In Heaven, in His home;
And neither in the Earth,
Around Arab, India, Rome!
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