for putting you above him
hes now made your presence toward me wicked
the light i once saw in you has dimmed
a curse between us
he has inflicted
how cruel the punishment
dark and grim
you were my addiction
i said you were my hymn
now all i hear is crickets
how i miss that trim
and long for her kisses
my seraphim
but now that chair is his
for hes a jealous God
so now i cherish him
and praise Yahawashi