The Game

The Bar was dark, quiet and still

And nothing could be heard

The dust lay undisturbed

At a table near the back, underneath a fan

Two men shared a joka about the normal folk

The cards are on the table

The winners takes it all

The game is nearly over

One man about to fall

I don't believe in heaven

I don't believe in hell

I don't believe what I'm seeing

This is no game, can't you tell

"I'm calling your bluff" the first man said

"The people went to war, they always wanted more

How could I ever fail to lose

They can't take it any more, they want to end the score"

The second man showed his hand

Some walked barefoot across the land

Many have seen the future

And are doing the best they can

I don't believe in heaven

I don't believe in hell

I don't believe what I'm seeing

This is no game, can't you tell

The clock ticked past the final hour

Which of the men had lost? and what was the cost?

The glasses now were empty and gone

To wash away the shame, and take away the pain

One man left the table

The other, head in hands

Paid the bill for the defeated

the only thing left that stands

I don't believe in heaven

I don't believe in hell

I don't believe what I'm seeing

This is no game, can't you tell