You tried to sculpt me out of white stone But the Underworld is my comfort zone Evil is all I'll ever know
You tried to put a crown on me Made of vines and green leaves But I've sinned too much to look like Eve
I'm not an angel, no feathers in my spine You can stick them on with tape But my scales will still shine
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Atë is the Greek goddess of mischief, ruin, delusion and folly. Shoutout to my friend Monica: I said the line "I've sinned too much to look like Eve" to her and she responded with "sounds like a line out of a song". And so this formed.