What's the point, why should I dance to deaths ballad,
Why should I be the toy soldier marching on orders.
Wait because I am and i'm sick of it.
Wait what's my name, it seems like an eternity since anyones spoken it.

Jasper, hawk, digger, angel, roadrunner, jolly
So many names and only one me.
I've been playing their game for fare to long,
I started down this road but got stuck in the middle

Unable to walk through its end.
I'm lost, I'm no where, I'm a ******* mess.
To my past self I'm sorry I didn't listen,
You said I'd never come back that I wouldn't find the end of the tunnel.

I told myself so ha the irony I find my position to be.
I didn't play my cards right and paid the price, this knight has fallen
into the enemy's hands forever a prisoner to their games.