This Queen has thorns in her heart and she spews her sweetness for her lover

Her king fills his cup

The king drinks her sweetness to purify his heart.

Heart so cold and harden

The queen holds it so tenderly so it will not brake.

Somehow his heart broke, a piece was lost in the kingdom

The pawn knows her heart In time the thorns are never more

Strategically moving towards her Closer, Closer, and closer

Beautiful Queen voluntarily fills his cup

Sweetness that is meant for the king is now for the pawn

Angered King

Shattered heart

Could not compromise

Has both heads taken off