Forged in the same fire, plagued by the same affliction Born of the same blood, torn from the same womb Oppressed by the same foe, encircled by the friends Unleashed the egress from Eden Toe to toe, face to face With the captors Inch by inch take the ground Drive them backwards No distant bond will stay my hand Drive the brethren from the land Seeded from the same source Now sewn in isolation Thrust before the ice tides Scattered on the wind The barren and the fertile, the fallow and the fair, survival and extinction Driven by internal fire, the continents collide Unleashed, unleashed, the weapons of conquest To the herd and the land, no more bonded Driven by avarice, now absconded The strands of fate entwine the worlds As blood drenched standards are unfurled Viral strain to decimate, in desperation retaliate Stone and wood meet blade of steel, tectonic fate the kings annealed Steel and plague, fire and lead, destiny manifest by the weapon of conquest Which capricious fate delivers the world? Can the fires that stir the molten core grant domination of the earth?