Les Tarots

I draw a card, bad omen
What to do with such a sad message?
The horrible cry from the depths of ages

Of this sword the king, the queen
We are thrown into the arena
Too much violence, baby, I slow down

I look for your little face in my game
Should I confess?
Come on, I tell everything to three
One, two

I play but the cards are marked
The games are rigged
The dice are loaded
I can never cheat
There is like a past present
Where has reality gone?

I draw a card, a blond man watches me
He has his finger on the trigger
He's going to blow my head off
Hang on to the roofs, the right, the moon
Above I have the wheel of fortune

The nine cuts me but no hard feelings
When the tables start to turn
I run after but no danger
No answer to give me

I play but the cards are marked
The games are rigged
The dice are loaded
I can never cheat
There is like a past present
Where has reality gone?

I play but the cards are marked
The games are rigged
The dice are loaded
I can never cheat
There is like a past present
Where has reality gone?

I draw a card, bad omen
What to do with such a sad message?
The horrible cry from the depths of ages

Of this sword the king, the queen
We are thrown into the arena
Too much violence, baby, I slow down

I look for your little face in my game
Should I confess?
Come on, I tell everything to three
One, two

I play but the cards are marked
The games are rigged
The dice are loaded
I can never cheat
There is like a past present
Where has reality gone?

I look for your little face in my game
Should I confess?
Come on, I tell everything to three
One, two, three