Two kings of clashing universes

Sound sweet songs of sailing birds

Soaring high

And keeping eye

'Till death takes its foe

So they fall on weak legs

They die

Reincarnated

Two kings on the battlefield

Birds of a feather

Sing sweet songs of searing suns

And reality fades away

Messenger birds

Tell them their tales

In melodious rhyme

Having all but time

They die

Reincarnated

Two kings in darkness

Stand together

But alone

Standing with voices

Silent songs of solitude

Sorry for simple slips

They lie

In darkness they perish

Messenger birds

Tell them their tales

In melodious rhyme

Having all but time

They die.