Faustian Bargain

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