A Song of Ice and Fire

Two brothers were they,
That walked the Earth,
Singing a song of ice and fire;
Seperated by place,
Seperated by time,
All they knew was that they were alone
Without the other.

The brother of ice,
Red was his mind,
He came first in the sands of time;
Destined was he,
To rule the land,
But knew he was incomplete
Without his brother.

The brother of fire,
Blue were his eyes,
Many years behind his brother he came;
Plagued by dreams,
Of death and despair,
Should he ever
Reach his brother again.

Both roamed the Earth,
Ice in blood,
Fire in kindness,
Pulled to one another by their song,
Both knowing
By sting of ice,
And breath of fire,
One would destroy the other.

The clash of mind and will,
At the meeting of the two,
Resounded in the atmosphere.
Hate of ice,
Love of fire,
Attacking the hearts of the brothers,
With memories of each other...

Red ice,
Blue fire,
The spirit within two souls,
United in one body.
Fire absorbed his frozen brother,
And the song of ice and fire,
Became the dirge
Of endless sorrow.