Black Chess
By Alisa S
Checkmate
The festival of innocence has drowned
Oh the glory you crave and desire
The hatred that lies deep within you
The festival of innocence has drowned
Your pumping heart, stained with blood
The hatred that lies deep within you
Your end is near
Your pumping heart, stained with blood
Dragging yourself more into the dark
Your end is near
Let your soul burn in the fire of hell
Dragging yourself more into the dark
Oh the glory you crave and desire
Let your soul burn in the fire of hell
Checkmate