Ruler of His Game

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Sophia Bartolai

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I knew that this was over when he told me about his plan
I knew this was no myth by the blood stained on his hands
I found myself cornered, pushed to make the choice
I've enrolled into his chess game, I've prospectively made that choice
I enlist among the pieces, the knights, rooks and the pawns
Be it fate, be it fortune, I become the queen of his board
I never really wanted this to turn into a game
But all my notions shifted once the jewels were on my head
He pulled me close, wrapped the jacket like a white satin cocoon
Pull the needle, draw the potion, pull the trigger half past noon
Needle to my thigh, made all my pain die
The commander of his army, but a prisoner of his mind
Never was a firm believer, sacrificing sleep nor my rest
My newfound salience of mortality was born cause he threatened I was next
See the wisdom in my rage, see that fear
It will not end me, they pour kerosene on my name
I call their bluff and light my matches
I saw all of it melting, watched my light cruelly die
My identity turned to ashes, but that gift was oh so kind
Fear the witchery in my rage, see a new birth from the flames
My clothes were scorned to ashes, but my body walked out unscathed
Friend of fire, lover of the flame
Ruler of danger, the commander of his game
The gifting of my crown, the coronation into his game
I'm untouchable, but I will still be punished just the same
Cause justice did not discriminate, especially from beyond the grave
And we will both suffer greatly because I became the ruler of his game
I obtained my sense of power, my influence spanned so many lands
May have been the queen of the castle, but he was the grand master of the land
See the wisdom in my rage, see that fear
It will not end me, He poured kerosene on my name
I called his bluff and lit my flame
He held me close and wrapped the jacket, like a white satin cocoon
Needle to the thigh, made all of me die
Wrapped me up so tightly and then said an earnest prayer
Set my body upon a pyre, with his touch lit the fire
The kingdom mourned the loss of a shield maiden fair
Clueless of what would have come had I ruled another year
My beauty would not remain, I'd have the sanctity of a nation
I'd have protection of my name, just a grouping of young men
Taken from their mothers, by an oath to defend my land
Be it oath or be it brainwash
Their demise would be from my own hand
What a sad sight it would be, since he dubbed me to his throne
The queen of the nation, is still punishable by his hand
Never was a firm believer of guilty by association
I guess they'll sentence me just the same
Cause he made me the queen of his nation
And sure he could be guilty, and charged just like me
He could have the blood of four, decorate his marble floor
See the wisdom in my rage, my fear, it ended me
The kerosene on my name wasn't fuel, it was water
I rose up from the grave, I took my claim
I took the throne, I took the reign
I became the grand master of his game
My game
My game
Beat him at his game

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