To Gamble with Another’s Soul


If you cannot play with poison dust,
And cannot dance on burning coals,
Then you cannot take any lust
To gamble with another’s soul.

A living being whose eyes still cry,
No matter if he be free or slave,
A man should not be one to buy;
His freedom should be what you save.

So if you pay to own this man,
Do not assume a greater wealth.
With his life now at your hands,
You will become a slave yourself.

Hear now, you will pay the price in full
When you gamble with another’s soul.

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