My Last Words (Remastered)

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

And 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 till you're squeezed

Now you crack a smile

As you give the gun a tease

Place the piston 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

Now 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 I O U 's

No markers for death

Does anybody play Anybody

Somebody anybody play

You you next victim you next to die

You you next victim you next

To die

You come on next victim your turn to die

You come on next victim your turn to die