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Bonds of Disharmony
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Old School These forsaken and forbidden lines
We have crossed our boundaries
And have met the final ending sequence
Now it is here that we stand before each other
Swords drawn, the blood and sweat pouring off our bodies
Raging winds and colossal waters hurl themselves at this isle of fate
Poising ourselves, we stance, and charge at each other
The final showdown hath begun
The storm raging harder and harder with each clash of our blades
Dense mortifications of the swords of brothers
The bloodshed beforehand, was all for naught
As the enemy was right in front of them the whole time
The words of hatred barked with each thrust and each parry
Fearful devilish glares into the eyes madness
Darkened thoughts of inner self control
Fuel the adrenaline pumping through the madness of love for brothers
This fateful day, will end in tragedy
The lines of self indication, only cite what will be told
And you will never be able to escape
This isle, surrounded by water, will be their grave
The piece of earth, rising above the rest, shattering the will to be
Supporting the battle with its constructed rock formation
And here you will be, standing tall
With the head on the ground
To take the pain away
Of knowing, you killed your brother
