My pawn, pushed into the line of fire
The bait to catch my fish
Does he see beyond the drapery’s
I can use him, dismiss him, at my will.
He’s my shield, my sword
but when it all comes down to the last move
He’s still just My pawn
The one that never made it to the other side
Slaughtered by a king, my king
I sacrifice him.
Then i can start a new game
and use him all over again...
