Checkmate Lyrics

On a battlefield of glory fall devoted servants heads
Victims of a tactical move – parts of a bigger plan
On a battlefield of glory fall the wounded, left to die
Their lives in shards, their hearts in pain
Their eyes left up to the sky

"For king and land" he whispers
For king and land he dies
And doesn't know there is no honor
For the king is bound to die in his greedy reach for power

Run for your live king of terror and darkness
Run for your live for your fall is at hand
Repent from your cruelty, plague of the nations
The cry for the doomed fills the air: checkmate!
Checkmate!

On this battlefield of glory – what if they refused to play?
What if they laid down their weapons one dreadful blood stained day?
Leave this battlefield of glory, turn their backs on hate and pain
Cut bonds their masters placed on them before they go insane?

"For peace and love" he answers
"For peace and love" the tyrant cries
And doesn't know there is no honor
For himself is bound to die in his greedy reach for power