I've made a deal with Mephistopheles,

One signed in crimson blood. 

I resigned a significant portion of myself

To a hell in which you can't even imagine

And for no greater reason than

My insatiable thirst for liquid gold. 

My body quivers and aches at the thought of it

Oozing through my fingers and drenching my body

In its warmth and pulsing brilliance. 

Nothing matters more than my ability

To touch and memorize every property

Of this seemingly intangible entity. 

I've sworn away my allegiance

To my family and friends

In glorious exchange of the holy light. 

My time is dedicated to this 

Emissary of all things golden. 

And still, I smile and walk to class

With my head raised proudly

Like I deserve to be there. 

And even though the Lord frowns at me

From his ivory tinted throne,

I carry myself with all of the grace

Of a weightless and heavenly angel.