A battle of Symbols

It’s a battle of symbols

Where do you fit in?

Are you Lancelot to Guin?

Odysseus to Pen?

Or Don Juan and his trickery?

I don’t know. You're a nobody.

You're just a Knight—

—but Dark? Or White?

A chess piece in The Seventh Seal.

And I believe all of this is real.

Keep me up to date

Let me be part of fate.

Will you take care of me

Are you sworn to me?

I don’t want anyone but you

And I trust you.

But this thing called Karma

It can round kick bite you

Make you feel like you have

 no control

 Over

 Yourself

It can hurt you

Be careful with your actions

You need to have full satisfactions.

And guilt is heavy

It will raise a levy

--All your actions taxed sadly

Your control over yourself would become deadly

I don’t want to see you a zombie

A slave to all your shame about me.

Symbols.

How do I get a handle on all of them?