I'm a pawn in this chess game, starin through the window to God
the black piece without a name, I see the storm's about to come
through that window he controls me, but where I am his hand can't reach
if I choose to follow blindly, his hand latches onto me like a leach
on this side I see the sky, but in there it's only black
stay away from his realm I'll try, because once you're in there's no coming back
so here I'll stay on my white square, in danger of the knight
because I won't go in there, even through the troubles of the night

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I'll wait for you there
where the sun doesn't shine
Wait for you there
where the shadows run from themselves