No matter the proposition
Never will my soul be sold for any price,
Gold, diamonds, or processed coal;
Even on my death bed the contract will not be signed
To sell what is not mine,
Lent to me by the One True God,
So I cherish the gift and constantly protect it;
False promises to give me fleshly dreams
Inside worldly ways will never out weight the Creator's
Reign,
Therefore I remain off the market…