O Doctor Faustus, so clever was he;
He traded his life for immortality.
Led by lust and greed alone,
To receive the power that he now owns.

But never forget, it came at a price;
The Devil holds his soul just like a vice.
By using his blood he writes the deed,
That very promise that Lucifer needs.

And with this magic his spirits shall rise,
And the Devils will dance to conceal their lies.
For Faustus' soul is surely doomed,
Devoured, by the Devil's fumes.

The Seven Sins; a game they will play,
So on the right path shall Faustus stay.
Doomed forever, he cannot repent!
Forced to outlive the life he had spent.

"Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss",
His fate now sealed by a voluptuous kiss…
"The clock will strike, the devil will come",
For Faustus' soul shall then succumb.

Poor Doctor Faustus for his life did end,
Dragged to hell, to endure torment.
Anguish and torture; his soul forever cursed,
For Faustus' body shall now rest on Earth.