Upoun your mental chessboard
Yes, I used to be a king
I shuffled, deft , along your squares
surveying everything
I had a scepter and a crown
And hymns to me you'd sing
Upoun your mental chessboard
Yes, I used to be a king
Upoun your mental chessboard
Yes, I used to be a Knight
An armored man upoun a steed
in sudden scattered flight
I yearned for lucious victoy
a taste for a bloody fight
Upoun your mental chessboard
Yes, I used to be a knight
Upoun your mental chessboard
Yes, a Bishop I had been
A habit so religous
with your virtue wearing thin
an angel in black robing
with a devil of a grin
Upoun your mental chessboard
Yes, a Bishop I had been
Upoun your mental chessboard
I am now a lonely pawn
A person among many
That you cast your favor on
no crown, nor steed, nor bible
all these vestiges are gone
Upoun your mental chessboard
I am now a lonely pawn
