Near the river Flowing down, Against the forest Is its pawn. And he is feeling Not alone, But he is carrying Up his crown. And in spite Of his own will It becomes night And he feels ill. Then the crown Started to hurt, He fell down Weeping alone. Then he touched His burdened head And he screamed With his demand. Then the forest Raised against Watching away And too sad. Then he saw A million eyes Watching him And no one tries To make him feel No more afraid. But there is still Someone who cares Who can stop his illness And his denies. But there's the crown Pressing up the pain And the pawn is falling down Then he feels forsaken, Again. Then the girl in front of him Who kept the secret 'bout the win Called his name and near knelt, Told him not to tight the belt. 'Cause the crown he's wearing now It's the poison of his mind And the pain he feels did grow Represents his own mankind.