Sinful Game

I lifted up the greasy cup and took a swig to test my luck,
My ribs are sticking too my lungs and time's so loud it fucking hum's.
What agenda rules the day?
What contender seeks to play?
Don't send a tender soul to slay, the game will take their soul away, no time to mend their brakes today, if u can't fall and roll this way, then fall back soldier, fall away!
Like Innuendo sparks are tame, as if misuse was not to blame, like fires dont spread by petrol flame, the mortuary oughtn't know your drug abuse, debortury,  unfortunately tars your name.
As if the lame can run the gauntlet, your in for slaughter if unsure be sure of that, you can not win blind as a bat,
no brailing it, no cataracts,
you gotto watch your fucking back and look whats creeping up behind you,
may the skin of your arse never cover a banjo, may the pin drop but never the light of your candle.
If you can handle this, then enter....come on in, but just remember,
Wild animals pant as non members fake grins,
The door locks behind you and the handles dismantled by vandals who recommends we smash the rim and provoke the reaper grim, stoke the flames of firey sin and cast ourselves into the wind.