Their attempt was always doomed to fail

Against their king in chain mail

They cannot match that might exterior

Their stout hearts in a warm interior

Search out the cold heart that lurks within

The white king and his bride so thin

She left his side to stand with another

More noble but a knave and a brother

They cannot hold that mighty heart

That glides through the corridor of suffering

And emerges every time with nothing

But power and love far above their puny hearts

Can ever attain and never find the part

Of her true love that belongs to another still

The rampant God and His holy will

Sides with the puny and the homeless state

Where she gravitates and lovers pate

She leads them on to overcome both kings

She will victorious rule over all and bring

All unholy reigns into submission to the Lord

Of heaven and earth and all will be adored. 

Pawns will overtake the state of royal bliss

Pull down the thrones of the unhappy tryst

All will be peace at last under the rule

Of the King of all Kings eternal footstool.