Both noble Rooks fell -
their fates decided by the Bishops.
The Pawns, forever driving on,
drew blood until their kind was gone.
The Knights found their graves
provided a much more stable home,
slain by the Queen who then
wore our own down to the bone.
Barricaded inside the church,
the Bishops threw incense and oil over
their once triumphant King.
His forces divided and destroyed,
he was forced to choose the last song
that only such men can sing.
