Stabbing myself hurts less,
hurts less than your lies,
hurts less than this mess...
Stabbing myself hurts less...
all I wanted was someone to care...

Every time I miss her,
I suffer from a single thought
every time I kiss her -
she loves me,
she loves me not...

Travelled from a distance,
a single glance just to be cought,
for my precious mistress
she loves me,
she loves me not.

Questions like these warring -
for my sanity they fought
Her feelings never showing,
does she love me...
...she loves me, not.

Thousand years I've lived in
snares,
by the darkest cells of
time
frightening everyone who
dares...
punished for unproven
crimes.

Release my soul! - is all
I plead,
but never answered stayed
the prays,
anger in my mouth was fed
bound by shackles-
were cursed my days.

And every try, every blade
couldn't slay this cursed
beast,
a single light above
begins to fade,
on plates, stacked with
feathers
my jailers feast...

Seeds of doubt outgrow me
    whenever I can't hear my voice,
          the highest form of cruelty
              is playing chess without a choice

                                      A game of kings,no,game of war
                       the board is silent like the night
              but deep inside, inside our core
      we know, it's just our inner fight...

                          The pawns are down, in sacrifice
                        a game for kings and queens to win
                       and us, the pawns, are never blessed
                          we never lived, we've never been.

Who needs enemies,
when you've got friends
that never ask
or check your health.

Who needs friends,
they're all my enemies
with just one purpose-
to bask in wealth...