An option is to pave a way through
Mindless graceful movements, fingers danced above the checkered board
Slyly feeding on the defenseless victim unwary
The look on your face is priceless
Gathering, the grand feast of royal
Passing underneath the watchful eyes whose gaze are fixed onto the queen
Laughing, swiftly striking down all
In a while nothing is saved by lies
Gleefully savouring the struggle, continuing the torment to the unwary
The shine of your eyes speaks murderous intent
"All is true, all is lie"
Turning into a servant of sadistic desire, to satisfy the crave for innocent pain
Loving the scent of the victim who is unable to do anything
Eternally, the people turned into pieces to be manipulated around you
Rising anew fallen ones, reforming a new blank state of mind
The eyes reflect nothing but emptiness
Slow, blinding venom coursing through the veins
Creating a perfect set by your own hands
Let them devour the world for you
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