FAUSTUS INCORPORATED

We all serve the same firm
It just has different names
Draftees in an army
Playing the same war games
But today you got commissioned
In trenches I'm confined
You've sold your soul to Lucifer
He's only renting mine
We all must feed ourselves
And so we compromise
There's very few above the game
And hence we swallow lies
For me, it's been necessity
For you, the party line
You've sold your soul to Lucifer
He's only renting mine
We've heard the tales of death
In gulags and the purge
There's other ways to kill a man
When subtle powers merge
The many you put on the street
Drink vodka as if wine
You've sold your soul to Lucifer
He's only renting mine
Yes, it's only business
And business must be done
I've played my own less crucial roles
In battles that you've won
So feast upon the flesh of fools
In finest restaurants dine
You've sold your soul to Lucifer
He's only renting mine

Copyright 2007, by Jon Gregory. Written in January 2002.