Russian Roulette

Round and round the chamber goes
Will you die?
No one knows
Your look to your friends is sly
You've almost won
Cheated death too many times
Your luck is almost gone
Your grave bell slowly chimes
Click
The chamber is in
One last moment to feel sick
Press the barrel to your skull
A whispered prayer, a nervous joke
Is the barrel empty or is it full?
A loud bang, then blood and smoke
Your luck ran out
Cackling madly
The gun is passed around
Each player with a little more doubt, and thinking sadly
Wondering if you yourself heard the deadly sound