We live in a world plunged in violence
Some people play a game obscured by dense smoke
Everyone of us is a pawn of their aims
And to survive I don`t have a good chance
Players are on line, waiting for start
Possessed by passion, dial out the cards
The chessmen onboard looking afraid
They really don`t know what to expect
It doesn`t matter which is the game
It doesn`t matter which is its name
We are losing it anyway
The winners are always the same
I don`t have the right to vote for my fate
But what can I do? It`s already too late
I feel like a toy, a “hero” of fools
And people around me are nobody`s tools
I can`t take anymore, my power is gone
I`m feeling that I`m too tired to fight
And it is time for me to decide
I have to get out of the game
My destiny I already rule with an iron hand
I reached the edge and found a door between the life and death
I feel no fear, I feel no pain. This is my end
Flying into the light, the helpless days I`ll never forget
Now I`m out of the game. Already I see
The angels of death flying with me.
Now I`m out of reach. The closed door is behind me
