Chased by the pawn, away I must run
Towering before me, questions abound
As I witness, disorganized earth
It's noble protectors, deciding what's worth
Searching for answers, misguided in fear
Programmed reality, appalled it's so near
And the links, connecting the hours
A final memorial, and so I call out
(A final memorial, and so I call out)
Losing fear, I shed my woes
Casting light in the souls, of generations lost
Mourning broken, redeeming sight
When the servants lash out, at the ones above
Tragic faith, in promised lies
Putting trust in the hands, of a tyrannic blight
Leading troops, in my mental war
And then I realize, the pawn was I
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