I have a special little trick,
When the last bang becomes a click,
The day my uproar sees an end,
And it is time for my demise.
You have stolen everything from me,
I have paid thousandfold,
But when my resort has been erased,
And my stock of lead and gun powder,
Has begun to near it's end:
The last bullet I have saved,
The one that shall end my days,
If you steal anything else,
The remaining zest of life I have,
The last bullet I have saved.
Wherever went reason and common sense ?
They suffocated in pestilential air,
Everything was changed to an iron fist authority,
But the last words have been said.
I will never ever give in!
Here you shall never come in!
As many as I can I shall bring down with me
I retreat no more,
I won't live on with you!
The last bullet I have saved,
The one that shall end my days,
If you steal anything else,
The remaining zest of life I have,
The last bullet I have saved. (x3)
The last bullet I have saved.