My life's on time,
But again my sense is late,
Feel a might unsteady,
But still I have to play.
Six to one's the odds
And we have the highest stakes,
Once again I gamble with
My very life today.
Highly polished metal,
The oil makes it gleam,
Fill the terror chamber,
Your mind begins to scream.
Your life is like a trigger,
Never trouble 'til you're squeezed
Now you crack a smile
As you give the gun a tease.
Place the pistol down,
Now give the gun a spin
Soon as the spinning stops,
Oh no, the game starts in.
A hateful way of vengeance,
A bit of playful sin,
Load another bullet,
The second round begins.
A couple grains of powder,
A couple grams of lead.
A touch against the trigger,
A touch inside the head.
Take another drink,
And raise the last bets
Think about my last words,
They might be what I just said.
A click comes from the hammer
That couldn't drive a nail,
Sense the numbing cold
Blue or the red of Hades' grill?
A fraction of a second,
Do you lose, or maybe still?
Pass it to the left,
And collect your mighty kill.
Add another bullet,
The third round begins
Soon as the spinning stops,
Oh no, the game starts in.
Please, no IOUs,
No markers for death
Does anybody play? Anybody?
Somebody? Anybody play?
You, you, next victim,
You, next to die,
You, you, next victim,
You, your turn to die.