My Ultimate Price
What would you do, if it was asked of you
Would you give up everything, or remain true
Would you make the sacrifice?
Chance your fate and roll the dice
Sign away your life and morals
Sitting back to rest on laurels
No reward for any good you’ve done
Knowing after this, you’ve lost, not won
Such a brief moment of pleasure
In trade for eternity of foul you cannot measure
Could it possibly be a swap of worth
With so many hours of good put in on this earth
Yet now I put my wants ahead of need
Lick my lips and prepare for my stupid greed
Shake the hand, sign the contract
Finalize our deal, mine and Satan’s pact
You never know what will be your ultimate price
You say you don’t have one? Heed my advice.
Everyone does, and in it, he will revel
That’s how I ended up in a deal with the devil
That is my answer to life’s most notorious question
And it’s a fact, just to mention
That selling my soul is exactly how far
I would go……….. for a Klondike bar.
What would YOU do-O-o-O-o?
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