Gone in all but gilded name And line of sired kin With bonds of honor, acceded claims Inscribed to far more elder skin Bred to war, like father like son Revenge revived, we stand as one Steep were the facades of fate Retribution sought to invade Like moths to flame, dull the blade Against the walls assailed Bred to war, like father like son Revenge revived, we stand as one Forage the fields What blood they yield Graves shall fall to seed When done is my feast God dines alone On silver and bones In defeat and loss, like father like son None but strangers, you stand as one Embalmed in silence, withdrawn...