Are they united or are they apart,
One or two,
Two against all, or one against another,
Bound by soul, mission and power,
Alike and opposite,
History so different and lives so long,
How shall the end come, delivered on a silver platter, or dug up from hell?
Furious flames and forceful frost intertwine, dancing to the song of the soul,
She a cold, cruel beauty, him a fiery one,
They shall find themselves united;
Through the blood of descendants and the relief of death, it’s a forever and always.