WhitewashedO raven Bishop seated atWhitewashed by ~0dd10ut
The left hand of the crown,
Youre earned that place for are you not
The most trusted around?
Converse in your own tongue Bishop
With those you share some ties.
Speak not the words of ivory.
You need not fraternize.
Brave Bishop of the charcoal side,
Your king need not implore
Your aid for there's no one but him
That youll surely die for.
Step on the field O loyal one
And have your color shown
To bring out fear fore you weave through
To fell all but your own
And O what fealtys displayed
When you did strike them down.
You only tread upon that which
Mirrored your hue in ground.