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 ***