Luck's Wicked Game

Oh, what’s the twist of fate?

Luck’s a cruel game we play

The loudest roar gets the gold

While quiet souls stay cold

They shout, they cheat, they steal

But fortune’s wheel won’t heal

It’s a strange kind of justice, a warped kind of grace

The worst seem to win, and we’re left to chase

Luck’s a wicked lie, it favors the worst

While the kind-hearted get the cursed

Ever spinning wheel, cruel jest, unkind

The unluckiest, always left behind

They smile at their lies, their unearned pride

Meanwhile, the gentle break inside

Their hopes slip through the cracks in the floor

Good hearts bleed, but they ignore

It’s a cruel, tangled web, a crooked dance

The purest souls lost in a trance

Luck’s a wicked lie, it favors the worst

While the kind-hearted get the cursed

Ever spinning wheel, cruel jest, unkind

The unluckiest, always left behind

Will the tide turn, will the luck fade?

Or are the good forever betrayed?

Caught in a storm, hope’s flickering flame

That luck’s a game played in shadows, taint

So we fight, we dream, we break the chains

Knowing the luck’s a lie, it’s all in vain

But heart and hope, they’ll carry us through

Even if luck’s against you

Forever chasing, forever fallin’ behind