Where the land is flat and peaks are hidden from sight,
The Queen of Hearts is first to rule.
The Red Queen rules the heart,
Each kiss is her command,
She feeds the parasite and binds the slave,
She lashes the predator and the prey,
She grinds the cliffs to make the sea,
When she’s done shell bind us all together,
To die as one, both beast and feather.
Until such time when the grave commands,
The Red King is next to rule the land.
For hand in hand he builds,
Shelter and farm are his domain.
From his kindness a city is built,
We are drawn together in hunger and thirst.
All the creatures of the world will crawl behind his walls,
Every jungle breath and screaming voice,
Every claw and snarl will find their way into the Red King’s land.
Yet as we gather, there is rot without decay.
Every mutation, every abomination, every corruption without reply,
For inequality emerges as a crown,
Distant and blind, beyond the kiss of the Red Queen.
Now the tower falls, and darkness takes shape.
Betrayal and abuse; the tyranny of the light,
They all add up to deep shadows.
A dark sword is made, and the Black King is born.
For when violence rules and shadow thick,
The circle of life will curve to close,
Waves rise to wash away, carcasses of larger creatures.
The Red Queen stirs in her slumber as the world is bound by vengeance,
The sword must be used, and spite resolved,
Like the winds of an ancient storm.
Once awakened the Black King murders,
He slices and reaps and separates the kingdoms.
From his war and conquest, blood flows back into the soil.
The King cannot save himself, and he too is drawn under the Red Queen,
Entangled, consumed, buried under the bones of adversaries.
Yet another kingdom remains unexplored,
The 4th kingdom of the cards, a place darker still,
A place where the blood of fate rarely flows.
This is the Kingdom of the Black Queen.
She was a shadow before the stones of cities were built.
She crawled under the light of distant stars,
She ran from the blade and gun,
She buried herself with the seeds,
She carries the Curse of the Red Queen; All those bound together, die together.
She fled long ago, out through the corner of the world and into a greater darkness.
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