Funeral At Sea Testo

You made me into a machine. These gears that rip, these gears that tear. Look at me, look at me, mother fucker. I'll kil you with my cold dead stare. Try me. Let's share a game. You, the devil and I. Bury the panic in the back of your mind. A match of roulette the Russian way. One bullet, six chances, pull the trigger. Time to play. My head is bleeding. Bury me at sea and when I'm sinking down, say a prayer for me.