This lust untempered, satanic desire A burning ambition for wealth divine A stroke of the pen, contract in blood My soul is his, but the world is mine Rivers of excess, humanity's creed A god among men crushing mortals at will Like rats they run, with fear in their eyes From a madman born of the devil's design At last the pact is made, Mephistopheles laughs along As the hourglass is turned, And the faustian deal is done The gold and riches, The women and wine Come crashing down, Unwinding in time Alas, the beast, Great giver of greed Has come to reap What the bargain decreed At last the pact is made, Mephistopheles laughs along At last the pact is made, Mephistopheles fades away As the hourglass is turned, And the faustian deal is done At last the pact is made, Mephistopheles laughs along At last the pact is made, Mephistopheles fades away As the hourglass is turned, And the faustian deal is done ...It is done!