this song insried the following poem
2 brothers
one of the demons
one of the angels
doom to kill eachother upon the anvail
you sided with the light
i have sided with night
let our knife do our words
for today the birds are dead
the night bare its demonic might
against you holy light in the mountains heights
may we die without strive
OH brother oh brother
your blood is mine to share
why must we bear this fight
you said ith a glare upon your face
to which i would've like to dislocate
because you and me our meant to spill one anoher
upon this hollowed ground to which we must struggle now
my blade will have your blood but this time the mud will not be as thick as blood
for you have slain and killed my beloved
for that i must kill all the doves
NO more no more
peace in this world is such a *****
like helen of troy using two kings as her toys
my darknss uses my hatred
your light uses your divine right to smite me down
but you have been laughed at like a clown
the frown on his face dies
we collide with our blades at our side
we wlll demise this world of hate
to which our own blood will be the payment
to a holy sacrament nothing is sacred
the doves of love dead peace be made a *****
one of the angels
doom to kill eachother upon the anvail
you sided with the light
i have sided with night
let our knife do our words
for today the birds are dead
the night bare its demonic might
against you holy light in the mountains heights
may we die without strive
OH brother oh brother
your blood is mine to share
why must we bear this fight
you said ith a glare upon your face
to which i would've like to dislocate
because you and me our meant to spill one anoher
upon this hollowed ground to which we must struggle now
my blade will have your blood but this time the mud will not be as thick as blood
for you have slain and killed my beloved
for that i must kill all the doves
NO more no more
peace in this world is such a *****
like helen of troy using two kings as her toys
my darknss uses my hatred
your light uses your divine right to smite me down
but you have been laughed at like a clown
the frown on his face dies
we collide with our blades at our side
we wlll demise this world of hate
to which our own blood will be the payment
to a holy sacrament nothing is sacred
the doves of love dead peace be made a *****
part 2 blood is no longer sacred
we shown our ways to die
yet we still collide swords and knifes at our side
his blue eyes and my red eyes tie a knot
that will never unravel
Oh brother oh brother
i will smother you with your blood
until it stains the mud
we may be able to find peace
in the broken family pieces
however this is deseptive
you will have collected my blood
now with this one last move
our blood will stain the mud
on this war and the sun
the golden pureity deflowered and devoired
you and me have scowered like a bunch cowards
now we die with the blood tasting sour
yet we still collide swords and knifes at our side
his blue eyes and my red eyes tie a knot
that will never unravel
Oh brother oh brother
i will smother you with your blood
until it stains the mud
we may be able to find peace
in the broken family pieces
however this is deseptive
you will have collected my blood
now with this one last move
our blood will stain the mud
on this war and the sun
the golden pureity deflowered and devoired
you and me have scowered like a bunch cowards
now we die with the blood tasting sour
the other two part
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