THEIR GAME, OUR FIGHT
Left right left
Their game our fight
Check the board kings dont bleed
Its pawns who march and queens who plead
They toast their wine with our regrets
And crown their castles in our debts
Their game our fight square by square
They move the masses fake despair
Their board our blood black and white
While we play fair they rig the fight
Uniform dreams rationed hope
Bound by law and yellowed oaths
While generals bet behind the veil
And scribes rewrite the losing tale
Names we carry wars we feed
Burnt in battles they dont read
One more move and we all fall
Checkmate never knew us at all
Their game our fight stain the stone
We bled for flags they disown
Their board our blood die for gold
Still told our silence is bold
Left right left
Still we fall still they rise