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Glass rained like diamonds scattered fast across the gloom The heavy sound of booted footsteps echoed like a tomb As Eddie tripped over the brick he'd thrown into the room, a tiny glint of silver caught his eye Eddie, see, your mother, she was never there for you A pity that she never raised you right She'd weep to know her son would grow to kill a helpless man that night The papers would read of a chilling misdeed at the end of a silver gun But all Eddie left was a trail of regret leading into the western sun Eddie's hands were shaking as he reached for what he saw A loaded silver pistol in a cabinet on the wall As Eddie's fingers closed around the latch, from down the hall the pistol's owner gave a startled cry Eddie turned and pulled the trigger, lighting up the room the silver gun flashing coldly in the night Chester slid down to the floor with horror on his face, and died The papers would read of a chilling misdeed Letras de cancionesat the end of a silver gun But all Eddie left was a trail of regret leading into the western sun Eddie, see what's left of Chester spread across the room a crimson pattern spattered on the floor The sirens sing for you my friend but Chester, he will breathe no more The papers would read of a chilling misdeed at the end of a silver gun But all Eddie left was a trail of regret leading into the western sun From Letras Mania