Deceased Circle Members
"A thousand miles am I from home. At war on distant shores. Flares and fires and fearsome foes. The swords how do they roar.
Beside me lay a brother broke. The time for him has come, Perchance you think he'd speak to his god, but he calls out for his mom.
Did beat the blood, that brought to life, that beat, did life it stir, It beat the blood, a mother's heart, before you... yours, was hers.
Now at the end they beat again two beats than just the one. A glass of wine, two hearts intertwined.
Alone dies not a son."
