Do you think I’m a pedagogue in a guild
When I feel that I am just a brainchild
Hiding in a no-man’s land, like an island
Even truth being exhausted from my gland
I’m very tired but here I stand
As if to invoke no one, because none can understand
You see I have no illusions but a wall
And I simply can’t jump over it because I’m not tall
I won’t be disillusioned by what evil makes me see
They know they won’t have me, even if they glee
That I have to forsake everything. Let it be!
If this should go on for all eternity!
Your chess pieces will sting you, your treachery will bring
your own colossal defeat in the end
This army of retribution, against which you can never defend
I am mighty, but I am alone
And you are pithy ganging up, and heartless as stone
Begone the wickedness as I bid bye to the righteous!
I am not ashamed to fail love; because this has been brought about by evil’s conscienceless game!
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