The Devil went down to the river (river, river)
And He came to fall; to lose it all
To fool the fool too quick to call
While the gambler's stacks grew bigger (bigger, bigger)
He had lost his sights through narrowed eyes
Too tempted by his wry desires
Damned across fated path
The time to fold had come to pass
With the gambler's glory delivered (delivered, delivered)
He had thirst for more; a bigger score
A trophy no one could ignore
And the devil's wealth had withered (withered, withered)
So with cunning class, he offered fast
His soul; the wager had been cast
The gambler called, the river fell
And now the hand from out of hell
The Devil smiled, looked in his eyes
He knew the loss was glorified
The Devil said, Revel in your victory;
You've earned your damning
Pack your things and leave
But the gambler only stood and stuttered
Stammering on words of disbelief
Now you've won a new vocation.
Pray to me that you can stand the heat
And that, the gambler saw,
Meant he had gone and finally set the devil free
Damned across fated paths
The hand he played would be his last
Who am I? Who am I?
Just a gambler, holding aces in the Devil's eyes
What is wrong? What's the sin?
Where's the answer? Where the hell do I fit in?
Or could it be, there's just a little demon lost in the debris
And I, should idly bide my time
Until a wager releases me?
It can't remain unknown