Brothers (Black Sun Aeon)

No battle no fight Not a single conflict in sight Our fury and spite runs in our bloodline Planted beneath the family tree On a violent soil a seed of vengeance Roots entwined Roots grow deep For a while united we stand together we walk For a heartbeat I feel an ancient relation We are boned by blood For a second I saw a brother before me For a lifetime ago divided by wrath Now joined by hatred at last Ill-nature and vile Not a Fragment of endearment in sight Our anger and wrath runs in our bloodline Concealed beneath the family three On a vicious soil a breed of vengeance Growing tall Buried Deep