The Queen of Hearts
She plays a part
Of gentle, shining grace
The King of Hearts
He hides his heart
Behind a stony face
The Knave of Hearts
His smile’s an art
Perfected in his guise
The House of Hearts
Right from the start
Elaborate in its lies
The Suit of Hearts
With all its parts
With many a sad face
The Hidden Hearts
With tears of quartz
Almost a tragic race
A single Heart
Will play its part
Until the very end
What would you do
If you found out
That you were one, my friend?
~OWARI~