The first step is to lie on your back in the seat of power that has passed away.
The white queen wields the sword of frost.
In the second step, you wander to the Throne of Bones.
The black king caresses the crown of sin.
I saw the mottled blood melting the white snow under you.
I saw hot tears flowing through the dance steps at your feet.
I look into your eyes.
There it is said that sin is the paradise of the soul.
Different paths lead to the same destination.
Conception: