What am I if not a puppet
In the hands of mistress Fate,
What am I, if not a game,
Which the Fate would gladly play?
What am I, if not a slave,
Blindly walking to his grave?
Maybe, I am more than puppet,
Maybe, I am more than game,
Maybe, I`m not just a slave,
Walking straight into his grave?
Who the hell would say for sure,
Who the hell would surely know,
What am I, and why I`m living,
What I do and where I go?