Under a Tombstone

You're waiting for your time to come
Left helpless and alone.
You lost the game of life and soon
You'll lie under a tombstone.
You pray the god to cease your pain,
To let you calmly die.
He turned away, you pray in vain,
He doesn't hear your cry.

You could forsee two steps ahead,
Not a single game was lost.
The aim was everything for you –
No matter what it cost.
Under a tombstone you'll fucking be soon.
Like a wise chessplayer on a board
You sacrificed pawns.
Deceived, threatened and betrayed
And now you're left alone.

You ruled your fate, master of life.
Defeated tyrant will die tonight.

Where are your servants and your slaves,
Your money and your wealth?
There's nothing like it's been before -
No money can buy health.