Hall of indulgence, a room of demise
Find myself swayed by the Devil's lies
Nowhere to hide, nowhere to run
Gambling away under brimstone sun
Make no mistake, I'm guilty as sin
No use to lie to the voices within
Aces and eights all over again
My eyes are black but I'll stay in the game
Dead man's hand
Dead man's hand
Playing and playing but it's no use
Born to die, born to lose
I notice the Devil, he's smiling at me
One final hand and the drinks are free
End of the line, I've reached a dead end
The noose is tied, I glance at my friend
I see my cards, I see my fate
The game of lies, a game of death
Dead man's hand
Dead man's hand
Dead man's hand
Dead man's hand