In spirits; & games, these two brothers hath dabbled! A rose, from the ashes With song they doeth climb; Back to "reality" where angels do hide And angles abide .sharp. Bards in a game of larp... They projected to, each others hearts Upon the strings sing They did But old as time Tho both may be They still are only kids Love The "emmoe of emmoes" They sought only to toast ... To GOOD TIMES! O' what good times. Awaking from Sleep was sweet. Tommorrow is a new day. So don't sleep it away. ... They would say. These 2 brothers And then fly away.
And on that new day... That came so swift. The heavens shook violent And the earth bore a rift Soaring below Deep in the caverns walls Like a flying squirrels Gliding above the world
Just barely escaping the deadliest Cliff hits No worry mates Just excitement for the prize below Where the songs of men and oni Doeth powerfully flow And so they bestowed Light in Shadows. Decend-id. Arise & Shine No longer blind They soar free Deeper. And deeper... To finally Reach thee Seæ !¿^°^?¡