The Number of the Beast
On red or black, black or red,
to only land on green instead.
Load the chamber, pray the prayer.
Riches come to those who dare.
The love of money spends the same.
Why look beyond this mortal frame?
Give the gun a final spin,
pull the trigger, bang! You win.
On red or black, black or red,
to only land on green instead.
Load the chamber, pray the prayer.
Riches come to those who dare.
The love of money spends the same.
Why look beyond this mortal frame?
Give the gun a final spin,
pull the trigger, bang! You win.
The secret of poetry is cruelty.--Jon Anderson