Two of a blood
One of the rain
Lovers, brothers
Friends of a vein
Tears of the moon
Sprout of the sun
Grains of the rye
Where ties have begun
Split by the favored
Joined at the seed
O’ obscure of the maiden
The daisies will bleed
Brothers, lovers
One of a kind
Mark on the stone
Two souls of a bind
Weary the starlings
Of what had been lost
No soldiers of grace
Can shoot down a cross