Letras
Took me ages to see it clear —
God rolls dice, but He's not here
He plays the game, yet never bets
Our fates collide in silhouettes
Your luck is yours, my curse is mine
Mercy hides where hearts align
In broken souls compassion bleeds
From shattered hopes and burning deeds
Throw your chips of fear away
Pray to lose — it hurts less that way
For when you win, the pain's more true
Than any loss could do to you
Make your move —
Across the black and white divide
The world is round
But squares decide
Rise and fall, rebuild, improve —
Make your move
Towers crumble, oceans part
Every wall's inside your heart
Climb the ruins, tear them down
Sail through storm and never drown
Tears and sorrow, teeth that grind
Hell exists inside the mind
Wipe your face — begin anew
The board resets — it's all on you
Make your move —
Across the black and white divide
The world is round
But thought's the guide
Rise and fall, rebuild, improve —
Make your move
And when the Great Machine begins to spin
Breaking chains and drawing in —
Souls ignite, and hearts approve
The world will turn
When you make your move
Move by moving others near
See their motion drawing clear
Each soul a spark, each heart a groove —
The world revolves
When you
Make your move
Make... your... move
The dice are rolling... still