Sixth Shot For The Mortician - These Are They

Death, you sulking coward

I know you are near, please make yourself known

I realize, I cannot defeat you

For one brief moment, I will try

With in my hand, I hold 5

6th is for you, if I should die

Mortician, they say I’m friend

For the way I kill, the wounds do not show

The bullets tore, his heart asunder

As he fell, I shot again

With in my hand, I hold 5

6th is for you, if I should die

Now I lay me down to sleep

Around me my children weep