Other Chess
All what you need is a piece of chess
To freely move, or easily kill
End of the game, surely, you win.
Sending the chess to the hell
All what you know is only fun
Life is nothing for you to think
To enjoy worst of every sin
You never repent or get shrink
All what you do is really wrong
To destroy value of lovers
You play chess or sing a song
Love only one, not some others
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