Lust Ritual - Purple Master

When weakness meets despair and pain
A purple master stares at you again
You gaze at him and hesitate
Like all who fall his hand you shake

He knocked your doors and many others
Only those who suffer hear him utter
Sliced and cut, an empty shell
Your pain for him, an easy sell

Master, an evil kind
Master, controls your mind
He purges pain and grants you pleasure
Master, death's finest seller

Master
Master
Master

Your purchased freedom is short lived
You crave the love he cannot give
A violet kiss will meet your lips
You flip the page, end of the script

I pray that you don't meet the master
If you cross paths run fast then faster
With him you'll live forever
Master hugs you like a father