You didn’t teach me everything
But renews all I know
Queen of the chessboard
Falling knee to bishop just wants to curse you
Painting with the paint of pain
The picture that you choose
I drink your trust’s wine
I won but you never lose
Glasses on the blind’s face
Try to see, seek and never find
When I don't know what’s going on your head
I fly without ground to tread
Went together to the cemetery
But only you got out of there
And now tears wet the place
That the gallows you pulled my chair
