Tell me king what is more white
Than silence and indifference
Than an unsettling wait for nothing
Than a blazing sun of madness
Tell me king what is more black
Than a hole in your soul
Than a sky full of anger
Than a poor demon [C7]without a kingdom
Tell me queen what is more sad
Than a man worn down by power
That crawls and [Bm]begs for [Dm7]love
Then drowns in his own black bile
Your eyes are cold pins
Your bones are ɾotten wood
Weak and [Bm]powerless you [A7are waiting
For your nemesis makes his move
