In twilight's realm, two brothers stand,
One good, one evil, fate's command.
With heart divided, their paths entwined,
Bound to clash, the throne to find,
And so then by bloodshed, do the Gods make known their will.

As dawn breaks, they don their arms,
In ancient fields, a clash of charms.
Brotherly love now cast astray,
The battle's fury lights their way,
And so then by bloodshed, do the Gods make known their will.

Their swords clash in thunderous sound,
Once inseparable, now unbound.
Darkness veils the virtuous soul,
As shadows claim a heart once whole,
And so then by bloodshed, do the Gods make known their will.

But deep within the evil's core,
A glimmer of light burns evermore.
The good brother, his heart aches,
For brother's soul, redemption...