Hey, wake up, you're bloody trash
You, you are dead, your head was smashed
By the hard and tacky bat
Now you're dinner for the rats
We have bought you in dead house
Like a pet with plague and louse
And you wonder, and you wonder why we're back?
We need bet for hell Blackjack!
For how long you've rotted there
Waiting for the scare, nightmare?
Now you're doll with strings and needles
Watching what your corpse appears
You are not with us to sit
You're just point of dead meat
Listen, listen bloody sack
We are here your soul to crack
With the game of twenty one
And you're the one with us to come
Lying in the body bag
Waiting for your turn to beg
We will use you as a card
For the cause you've thought you're smart
Listen, sinners that are same
Not the ace but just a lame
You are now in underworld
In Game for soul of buy and hold
Listen, listen bloody sack
We are here your soul to crack
With the game of twenty one
And you're the one with us to come

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