We clash blow to blow.
our swords cut through the cold air.
Our fair fight has asceneded to a battle of true will.
The summer i met my soul brother.
his mother hath past to the afterlife.
we continued to fight for a new light.
Now it has dawned a new night.
Our swords our only light.
the sparks take flight
"We are the same" they said to us.
in the end of all things however.
we fight and blood has been spilled.
one brother against another.
The whirlwind that surrounds us in the coldest strikes.
His red eyes with my sky blue eyes meet.
I feel myself grow weak and he does as well.
equally match by heaven and hell.
our blood is spilled onto each other.
our mothers of our past cry in pain.
Born into this world of missery
THE RULES OF NATURE.
we fight throught the night.
i lied and so did he.
our swords meet and continue to do so.
yet we match it blow to blow.
Again and again.
the reapers dance into the fields.
my sword cuts into the red roses
his into the black roses.
Daemon Y Lux.
so we've come to hate
his powers and mine continuely growing in a constant.
WHY DID WE FOLLOW THE RULES OF NATURE.
we follow them as mature.
the knights of death and life.
i give
he takes away.
i give again.
My blue rose is wilted
my heart swelled
into this enternal nature.
He feeds on the weak
I protect them with no sleep.
In the end... this is the way it has to be.
we hold each other and swords preiced into our flesh.
bone cracking with the blades passing.
yet we missed our vital.
We smile coughing blood into each others face.
"We're both one of a kind" i whisper as we collaspe.
