The Irreparable Loss Of Sons

Epicurean

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    Gemini, brought down in flames
    to serve the lords of terror.
    Irreparable, the loss of sons
    Our kin destroyed for nothing.
    Retribution, the only way
    We shall have our vengeance.
    Suffering, like none before
    Your villages are burning.
    Like the Ravens of the North
    We know your every movement.
    From the North we come for you
    Our knowledge is your ruin.
    The fire of terror
    has burned up my son,
    Hatefully ravaged
    from our world.
    Free forever
    from the threat of shame
    Never touch him
    the taint of disgrace.
    How could I beget
    another boy
    who should be held
    the equal of his brother
    What can make amends
    for the loss of sons?
    What compensation
    pays for such a death?

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