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Six silver bullets, cold in his hand
Each one a promise, each one a man
He whispers their names, a prayer or a curse
The weight of revenge, a soul getting worse
Six silver bullets, gleaming in the night
Carved with the names of wrongs he'll make right
One by one, they'll fly through the air
Six silver bullets, justice laid bare
The first found a gambler who laughed at his tears
The second a preacher who preyed on his fears
The third hit a sheriff who turned a blind eye
The fourth, a betrayer who swore on a lie
Six silver bullets, gleaming in the night
Carved with the names of wrongs he'll make right
One by one, they'll fly through the air
Six silver bullets, justice laid bare
They say revenge is a fire that consumes
But he's past caring, he's past the fumes
With every shot, he hears their cries
But mercy's a word his heart denies
Six silver bullets, gleaming in the night
Carved with the names of wrongs he'll make right
One by one, they'll fly through the air
Six silver bullets, justice laid bare