Текст песни Black Karma - Hail the Ghost

I don't fear the steel against my lips
A cut from another card as the dealer deals at me
Many times, the rain has bruised my face
Endless storms, changed the light in this place
Maybe I could take a look
See through the crack in the wall
And would you begrudge me a dance on the roulette wheel?
And I would always try to fight my way just so I could be heard
Is this what I want, is this what I deserve or what I need?
Black Karma, you'd kill me before you'd succeed
Black Karma, you've killed me, you've succeeded