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