Unbalanced Pieces

The sky is red, clouds are grey and copper Moon
One day I'll tell you
The threats are veiled, snowblind at first
Unfurl the sails
For heavens blue or dark uncertain waters

Gone, now carry on through violent seasons
I call you mother, mother, mother, in vain
Absent chain
The twilights bleeding
And the playing board has two unbalanced pieces

No word is said, castle grey and Sunday soon
One day I'll kill you
The raining sheets batter the ground
Unroll the streets
And walk along on high uncertain wires

Gone, now carry on through seasick seasons
I'm crawling mother, mother, mother, in vain
Absent frame
The twilights kneeling
And the chessboard still has two unbalanced pieces