The Devil Counts My Bullets
TitanChord
Six chambers filled, six sins confessed,
I carry judgment close to my chest.
Every round has a tale it tells,
But only me and the devil count the shells.
Black powder prayers whispered at night,
I reload faith, one shot at a time.
They say Hell waits, patient and calm,
Well, the devil knows which side I’m on.
The devil counts my bullets,
Numbers every sin.
One by one, in the barrel spun,
Knows exactly where I’ve been.
The devil counts my bullets,
Waits for me to fall.
But as long as I've got rounds to spend,
I'm answering that call.
Some bullets marked for mercy, some for pain,
Some carry secrets I can’t explain.
Finger on the trigger, steady as grace,
One step ahead in this endless chase.
Dust behind, darkness ahead,
No rest till my reckonin’s fed.
When chambers empty, and echoes fade,
The devil and I got debts to trade.
The devil counts my bullets,
Numbers every sin.
One by one, in the barrel spun,
Knows exactly where I’ve been.
The devil counts my bullets,
Waits for me to fall.
But as long as I've got rounds to spend,
I'm answering that call.
I hear him countin' in the silence,
One… two… three… four…
I got bullets left to bargain,
Still he's counting, wanting more.
The devil counts my bullets,
Numbers every sin.
One by one, in the barrel spun,
Knows exactly where I’ve been.
The devil counts my bullets,
Waits for me to fall.
But as long as I've got rounds to spend,
I'm answering that call.
One… two… three… four…
Timing is estimated — lines are spaced evenly across the track.
The Devil Counts My Bullets
By TitanChord
From the album Me. The Reaper. One Hell of a Talk.
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Lyrics
Six chambers filled, six sins confessed, I carry judgment close to my chest. Every round has a tale it tells, But only me and the devil count the shells. Black powder prayers whispered at night, I reload faith, one shot at a time. They say Hell waits, patient and calm, Well, the devil knows which side I’m on. The devil counts my bullets, Numbers every sin. One by one, in the barrel spun, Knows exactly where I’ve been. The devil counts my bullets, Waits for me to fall. But as long as I've got rounds to spend, I'm answering that call. Some bullets marked for mercy, some for pain, Some carry secrets I can’t explain. Finger on the trigger, steady as grace, One step ahead in this endless chase. Dust behind, darkness ahead, No rest till my reckonin’s fed. When chambers empty, and echoes fade, The devil and I got debts to trade. The devil counts my bullets, Numbers every sin. One by one, in the barrel spun, Knows exactly where I’ve been. The devil counts my bullets, Waits for me to fall. But as long as I've got rounds to spend, I'm answering that call. I hear him countin' in the silence, One… two… three… four… I got bullets left to bargain, Still he's counting, wanting more. The devil counts my bullets, Numbers every sin. One by one, in the barrel spun, Knows exactly where I’ve been. The devil counts my bullets, Waits for me to fall. But as long as I've got rounds to spend, I'm answering that call. One… two… three… four…
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