sábado, 5 de novembro de 2016

Arkham Asylum

I want your queen ran out of squares
Want you to suffer countless deaths
Bathed in blood, you'll be redeemed
Your shadows therefore tiny, thin.

I need your king sat on zugzwang
Need your yin side swallowed by yang
For only then, I'll put you free
Behold your dreams — Reality.

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