Note Levine's last four words on this earth:

"nothing gold can stay."

“Nothing Gold Can Stay” by Robert Frost:

Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.


This poem is a metaphor about Man, and his fall from paradise, into sin and depravity, lured there by Satan himself.

Admission of guilt if you ask me.