For thirty pieces of silver, I offer you my soul,
For a limited free addition -you can rip me up whole
-But mind you don’t miss the current hourly cap,
If you fail to dismember me by that time, you’ll fall into my trap.
If things get to that point, unfairness factors in
(I never said I’ll easily let you win);
So, take the gamble if you really must,
For thirty pieces of silver my soul goes real fast
-Time ticks as I watch your moves,
Scarlett fever of my blood spreads in your ready unsuspecting grooves.
Hallucination -the spell for you sin,
I really did say my dear you’ll never ever win.
Tick, tick, tick tock -your time is now up,
No time for panic -don’t cry my buttercup
-A deal’s a deal -now let the fun start,
Take my place, whilst I skin your life apart.
For thirty pieces of silver – my soul for your heart…
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