A Faustian Deal

This lust untempered, satanic desire
A burning ambition for wealth divine
A stroke of the pen, contract in blood
My soul is his, but the world is mine

Rivers of excess, humanity's creed
A god among men crushing mortals at will
Like rats they run, with fear in their eyes
From a madman born of the devil's design

At last the pact is made,
Mephistopheles laughs along
As the hourglass is turned,
And the faustian deal is done

The gold and riches,
The women and wine
Come crashing down,
Unwinding in time

Alas, the beast,
Great giver of greed
Has come to reap
What the bargain decreed

At last the pact is made,
Mephistopheles laughs along
At last the pact is made,
Mephistopheles fades away
As the hourglass is turned,
And the faustian deal is done

At last the pact is made,
Mephistopheles laughs along
At last the pact is made,
Mephistopheles fades away
As the hourglass is turned,
And the faustian deal is done
...It is done!