The faster it travels, the faster it kills
The farther it runs, the further it builds
The clicking will cease when silence falls
Hell will take over the moment they pull
Thier hearts in the aim, but thier heads worth a shot
The glistening silver, will never stop
There once was three brothers, but now there are two
One will be next, as the countdown continues
Sparks will fly as powder will shatter
The sound of groans heard in the chatter
The only mercy being given that day
Was to the bullets that ricochet
