A man called Micah:

Oh Lord, please
Please Lord
Save me from
This place
There is nothing but
Pain and mis-

Satan:

-oh, Micah
Sweat foolish Micah
He cannot hear you anymore
Micah, that’s the tricky thing
About this place
He doesn’t visit
There are no angels
No light cast
He doesn’t care

Micah, he doesn’t know you!

Micah:

But-
He said he’d-
He’d always-

Satan:

-He’s always what…?
He’d always be there
He’d always save you
He’d always-
love you

Micah, not anymore
You had your chance
But now, Micah
You’re here
With me

He will not come
Not for you