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Walking down a forsaken road will often lead to mourning
Life offers no guarantee of happiness. There is no warning
that in dark places, there lurks a wicked demon, spawning
temptations before us. We should reject him with scorning

Never make a deal with the bird catcher who lies in wait
He'll know your weakness and cast a line with lure and bait
He knows you wear no armor, nor a protective breastplate
impregnable enough to prevent him from sealing your fate

Faust, the fool, sold his soul to the devil in return for power
It was an unwise pact from which any Christian should cower
But the need for greed causes a heart to be cold and dour
unable to repel the diabolical one's angry stare; his glower

Flee from the serpent's talons, close your ears to his flatters
or you will discover your life torn apart in pieces and tatters
Too late to right your wrongs when your whole world shatters 
Before bargaining with the devil, think about what matters

Selling your soul will do you in. Sin will lead to your doom
with you trapped in his cage; a burning hell with fiery plume
Don't be like Faust, faltering when choosing power to consume
Turn your back on the wicked beast or live your life in gloom

Stay your hand from signing your soul into the pit of hell
Raise your defenses, unlike greedy Faust, who long ago fell
into the clutches of evil when his integrity he decided to sell
so, the dooms day bell will not be pealing your death knell

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