LYRICS
On the checkered board, whose the manner’s lord
Are you his overseer? (or the panacea?)
Are you knight of the day? Believe in fair-play?
Sacrifice your queen (or come clean?)
The jester’s born into a crown of thorn
The subject’s scorn in a world that’s war-torn
What did we miss? Into the great abyss
When did we stray… so far, far, far away
As the pawn plods along oblivious his backup’s gone
Their bishop’s diagonal slide and you’ve no place to hide
Your castle is took… been rooked by the rook
A king without a throne in a kingdom all alone
ABOUT THE SONG
Chords — C F/C
E
F E B E
C E B E
Written and recorded live in West Chester, Chester County, Pennsylvania, USA.
Daniel — Vocals, Guitar
From the album Moonster… from the Darkside, Thereof
by Daniel Brouse