When I smile on my throne,
you will wonder
why the others cringe away in fear
pawns
When I laugh behind my hands,
you will wonder
why he shook so with rage
bishop
When I sleep at night,
you will wonder
why they stand guard by my bedside
knights
When I walk in the great hall,
you will wonder
why the others flee from my path
rooks
When I cry in the garden,
you will wonder
why he does not dry my tears
king
When I am silent at your graveside
you will wonder no more
Check Mate
Feb 5, 2016
Feb 5, 2016 at 9:43 AM UTC
When I smile on my throne,
you will wonder
why the others cringe away in fear
pawns
When I laugh behind my hands,
you will wonder
why he shook so with rage
bishop
When I sleep at night,
you will wonder
why they stand guard by my bedside
knights
When I walk in the great hall,
you will wonder
why the others flee from my path
rooks
When I cry in the garden,
you will wonder
why he does not dry my tears
king
When I am silent at your graveside
you will wonder no more
Check Mate
