[Verse] The blade sings sharp under a sky of red Two brothers meet where the brave have bled Eyes like mirrors but hearts are torn Bound by blood yet battle-sworn
[Prechorus] The drums of war they pound They call A kingdom's fate now rides the fall
[Chorus] Oh Clash of kin The saddest fight Under the moon's cold silver light One will rise One will break A crown of sorrow A throne of ache
[Verse 2] The ground shakes loud with every stride Ghosts of the past walk side by side One swings high The other low The dance of pain in the fire's glow
[Bridge] Do you remember when we laughed in the rain Now your sword seeks my heart My pain Is this the end of our story's thread Two hearts torn where loyalty bled
[Chorus] Oh Clash of kin The saddest fight Under the moon's cold silver light One will rise One will break A crown of sorrow A throne of ache
Style de musique
cinematic, orchestral with driving percussion and haunting strings, sad, epic