Gamemaster

Like, comment, and subscribe for more content. Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/intl-de/artist/4Izz1yUjBxAm165lsHRkOW?si=uwzZorhCSQCfUWnKZp2tdA Apple Music: https://music.apple.com/at/artist/graves-of-aether/1877669120 Amazon Music: https://music.amazon.de/artists/B0GPQPT29B/graves-of-aether?marketplaceId=A1PA6795UKMFR9&musicTerritory=DE&ref=dm_sh_L4vXBB5Uhe6etLWq2vfUGwus0 Video made in: https://vizzy.io Lyrics: Step onto squares you never chose, silent ranks and rigid rows. You call it will — I call it flow, a current only I can know. Your shadows stretch across my plane, each breath aligned inside my frame; you think you stand, you think you wait — you only illustrate your fate. Threads unseen around your spine, every pulse repeats my design. I move the world beneath your feet, bend every path where black meets white. You kneel to patterns incomplete — I see the whole, I own the sight. Fall when I whisper. Rise when I command. Offer your silence into my hand. No questions asked, no reasons shown — you give your lives to serve my throne. A knight will turn though none pursue, a bishop cuts the hidden view; the pawn advances, unaware it walks toward thin and thinning air. You do not know the shape of loss, why blood is spilled or lines are crossed; yet one by one you drift away, convinced this is the only way. No doubt survives inside your chest, devotion written in your rest. I move the world beneath your feet, bend every path where black meets white. You kneel to patterns incomplete — I see the whole, I own the sight. Fall when I whisper. Rise when I command. Offer your silence into my hand. No questions asked, no reasons shown — you give your lives to serve my throne. You never see the edge of war, the silent score I’m keeping for the final turn, the closing breath, the silent fate of death. One piece breaks — the board aligns. Loss is merely how it shines. I am the hand you cannot see, the stillness shaping destiny. Sacrifice comes clean and pure — you fade so something may endure. No plea, no cry, no why, no word. Only the will that you have heard. Checkmate arrives without a sound. I lift the king. The world falls down.