"Mammon!, I beg thee.... bestow upon me riches vast! Mammon!, I beg thee.... bring me from rags to silk! For this.... take my soul, my blood and my innocence!" “Hahaha…” “O fool, who knocks upon my gate, Do you yet fathom what’s at stake? You grasp for gold with trembling hands, Blind to the snare of shifting sands.” “THY SOUL, A TRINKET — FRAGILE, SLIGHT, FOR WEALTH YOU BURN YOUR WANING LIGHT. YOU CRAVE THE CROWN, THE GLEAM, THE FEAST, YET ON YOUR BONES, MY WOLVES SHALL FEAST.” “I TAKE THY GOLD AND WEAR THY CHAIN, I CAST MY LOT, I STAKE MY CLAIM! WITH GREED'S EMBRACE, I SEAL MY FATE, FOR RICHES GREAT, I’LL BE DAMNED LATE!” “O MAMMON, LORD, I YIELD TO THEE, THY GLEAMING PATH MY DESTINY! LET HEAVEN SCORN AND HELL DECRY, FOR I SHALL THRIVE WHILE ANGELS DIE!” 2x "Wha ha ha ha ha!" “You beg for riches, power, fame, To dress in silks, to make a name, But know this, mortal: all that shines Shall bury thee in Mammon’s mines.” “There’s naught but ash beneath the gleam, And wealth’s a curse that kills the dream. Thy greed, thy lust, thy fatal flaw— You’ve signed the pact; now, reap the law!” [Demonic laughter] "Wha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha, wha hahahahahahaaaaaaaa!" [End]
