The whiskey flowed freely, as he laid his chips down
Every roll a twist of fate, as his hopes began to drown
The devil's whisper echoed, in that dimly lit saloon
He lost his soul at Hell's Island, fell into ruin
Luck wasn't with him, he decided to double down
Placed it all on ten, now it was his round
He sent the dice flying, sent a prayer up to Heaven
When the dice stopped rolling, the dealer called seven
Dusty winds whispered, tales of those who've gone astray
In the shadowed corners of Hell's Island, where your money goes to stay
The devil's dance continues, as the dice are rolled anew
He lost his soul at Hell's Island, the casino the devil knew