Onyx and Obsidian
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Two brothers raised as leaders
Two sides that lived in peace not war
They spurned that whore
Grew up as equals always
Kept one another from death's door
The kill-thing, sore
Power too strong
Infected one
With thoughts of ruling
Everyone
Under the sun
He matched his troops at nightfall
And had them attack before dawn
A bloody storm
The other other had sensed something
He knew that his brother had turned
The walls did burn
So he fought back
Tooth and nail
His army slayed
Coming horde
In crimson burn