Strategist steps into the fire, body becomes the board
One half-move ahead of heaven, rewriting what the gods afford
Mortals chase the turning tide, but fate won’t bend so easily
Every step, every retreat, decided by the heart in me
I don’t bet on saints or virtue, no illusions in my sight
I wager on the darkness lurking in the human appetite
I offer myself as the bait, invite the world to play
Come enter the game I created, no one walks away
Life is a chessboard of shadows, every move cuts like a blade
Fall where you may — no regrets, no retreat, this price I’ve paid
Pawn or king, it matters little when the pieces start to fall
I placed my flesh upon the table, answered destiny’s own call
They come for glory, come for blood, drawn by the scent of sin
I smile in silence, for I know exactly where they’ll begin
Not gambling on their kindness, that dream was dead long ago
I bet on hunger, fear, and ego — the only things that grow
I offer myself as the bait, invite the world to play
Come enter the game I created, no one walks away
Life is a chessboard of shadows, every move cuts like a blade
Fall where you may — no regrets, no retreat, this price I’ve paid
The board is set, the pieces move…
Heaven watches, half a step behind
I am the lure, I am the trap, I am the line…
No turning back
I offered myself as the bait, the whole world took the play
Now we dance inside this chaos I alone dared to create
Life is a chessboard eternal, one truth will never fade
once the piece is placed… there are no regrets
No regrets…
No regrets…