All the world's a stage
Couldn't agree more
Who would ever consider
To doubt the greatest of all

Putting the queen down
Might be quite a show
However while hunting
There's a thing or two one should know

Chess board or battle field 
Whatever puts thy soul to rest
Foreplays the scene
At its worst and its best

Who will it be on the stage 
The hunter or its prey 
To take the grandeur of the applause 
The one on the knees or the one to betray

And with a twist of a knife 
Into the heart of the prey 
Of the one that was hunted but haunted all the way 
The hunter will still hear the queen’s final say

One out of hundreds pain will still weigh
The one that counts, the one I can feel
The one that blurs all the others 
The one that makes thee real 

Telling where it hurts
Might hurt like thy knife in my heart 
But to reveal in greatness will grant the freedom
Before heading to depart 

All the world's a stage
Couldn't agree more
Who would ever consider
To doubt the greatest of all

Yet the doubt clings to the air
For what is the win and what is the game 
In sparing the pawns  
Yet sacrificing the dame