Russian roulette (Many variations of a favourite of mine)

As night time fall’s the bullet call’s
To play the game within these wall’s
A steady aim ready to play
I have no shame in any way.

I place the gun up to my head,
though one day soon i will be dead.
And that i know, my gun is cocked.
My aim is ready, my bullet’s locked.

I close my eyes to play with death
My heart then cries with my last breath.
I squeeze the trigger so gently and slow.
My finger’s ready for fate to show.

I see inside where i then find
The loved ones held within my mind,
I feel the pain before the shot
To leave behind of all i’ve got.

Now comes the bang or maybe the click
Whichever way i pray it’s quick.

Amen