With a snap of your slender fingers, I am yours to command.
Anything you want can be obtained at your demand.
From riches to fame, there is nothing out of my reach.
Just give me your soul, and lay claim to only me.
Every need, every want, and every known desire,
Will be given to the one who refers to me as their sire.
To seal the deal, all I need is your finger print in blood,
And to cast out and curse the one you pray to above.
There will be no limitations, no obstacles that you can’t overcome,
And no person you can’t have until the contract is done.
Your spirit, your soul, your life…that is the price.
So tell me if your desires are worth the sacrifice.
Image: Andrew Dobos
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