The story unfolds, through the wind and cold A setting in white frost, parallel to the coals Our two protagonists imbued with the old Only sentenced to walk these wastes
The highest peak that people speak, shrouded in mystery Spoken in ancient tomes, that hidden deep in catacombs His comeuppance waited In the form of the ice in his heart and the blood of his kin
Imbued with the word of the king They traversed the harsh terrain The older worshiped for the deeds of his past The youngers efforts in vain
The younger boasted of his past "conquering this peak will Surely abdicate success" As jealousy infected his psyche He coursed with rage
As they edged closer to the summit Sewing the seeds of wretched torment
I've grown sick of these pre-concieved illusions and the notion that you’ve fabricated every piece of evidence for your own satisfaction personal gain.
He sought to pursue his comrades path of fame And if all that meant was discrediting his being along with his name
For every single time you claimed dominion over I, I shan’t live in your shadow anymore
"You’ll rue the day that you ever took light from me" He raised his blade and with hateful intent struck thee The younger fell to the ground gushing blood from his wounds his expression astound The old one loomed closer like a shade of despair cast his sibling down the wendingos lair
The frost hath prevented Any fighting chance of him descending the peak He traversed the storm Settled on a ledge Took night shelter Plagued by guilt in his head He wept.
Wiping snow and tears from his eyes. Lay rigid dying frozen or seek passage through the mountain side A cold poetic just was all that seemed left As he entered the cave, the crypt of the dead
With the cave now snowed in He pondered if this act from god was due to his sin
And as the days turned to weeks His unrequited hate allowed his brother to keep The very essence of his core at one with the deep Encased in ice
His palid flesh so glacial it reflects my face In place of his limbs, portruding icicles have now replaced Bound by the frost in his veins, eternal husk of a corpse he shall remain Exiled to the icy terrainTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.