The Benevolent Pawn

I urged to do good, but somehow Motives, action and its consequence Can form absurd chains Can form absurd chains I never fully understood, but somehow Somehow these grew taint Obscured my inner eye Spawned interior lies The lies turned to truth in my eyes Called upon me to commit these deeds I consider vile As if these hands weren't mine I paused and beheld dead eyes And momentarily I glimpsed My distorted I But this clearness Could I confine my mind To justify my crime? Every trivial move could bind This twisted fate of mine I tried to do good, but these malevolent fingers These malicious fingers were plotting my doom I turned the deaf ear, but the voices still lingered And thus my new image continued to bloom This devilish contraption's controlling my fingers Towards times of chaos and gloom I urged to do good, but somehow Motives, action and its consequence Can form absurd chains Can form absurd chains