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