HOME | DD

Description
Papier-mâché Mephistopheles

I cast ye off ye feeble man
Who makes his sup from sin
Who hounds and kills the soul inside
Corrupting from within

Your role, your place, your tainted throne
I demand you now recant.
You’re not the man I swore unto
Your ties to me are scant

Yet true it is I do owe you
For providence, though unwilling.
It seems to me the care you gave
You wrought through heavy billing.

For every single shred of light
You exacted costly toll;
For every ton of lie and wrong
Truth came but by the mole.

You call me yours, I name you wretch
Your kindnesses are burning.
Stubbornly you keep your scheme
While I am always learning.

I’ve surpassed you now, your game is done
You can’t hold me any longer,
For though you’ve tried to bend and break
I’ve come out naught but stronger.

Description
Papier-mâché Mephistopheles

I cast ye off ye feeble man
Who makes his sup from sin
Who hounds and kills the soul inside
Corrupting from within

Your role, your place, your tainted throne
I demand you now recant.
You’re not the man I swore unto
Your ties to me are scant

Yet true it is I do owe you
For providence, though unwilling.
It seems to me the care you gave
You wrought through heavy billing.

For every single shred of light
You exacted costly toll;
For every ton of lie and wrong
Truth came but by the mole.

You call me yours, I name you wretch
Your kindnesses are burning.
Stubbornly you keep your scheme
While I am always learning.

I’ve surpassed you now, your game is done
You can’t hold me any longer,
For though you’ve tried to bend and break
I’ve come out naught but stronger.