One, two, three
Release the trigger
Four, five, six
Release again
Metal on my fingertips
My trembling mouth muttered
Seven, eight, nine
Just one more left; fully conscious
Inlove with my tigger and my head in the game
This is do or die
Do this
Or die for you
Die for love?; but never again
My soul is dead; full of black
You are dying; surrounded by red
This one’s for me, by me still
Ten.