Pawns move silently forward,
no questions get asked.
The King sits and waits patiently, no
hurrying into an early corner grave
Bishops cut paths built upon unholy
words that soothe the Knights mind
Rooks and Castles crumble like sand
after wave after wave after wave after
Knights gallop valiantly willingly
sacrificing everything for the Queen
My Queen, Hell I would bring upon
Earth just to keep her but a bit longer
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