They ran as children through golden fields,
Bare feet pounding, laughter peeled.
Side by side, they knew no fear,
Bound by blood, strong and clear.

Yet time moves strange where fate takes hold,
Love turns brittle, bright days grow cold.
The ground beneath begins to writhe,
A force unseen stirs deep inside.

Two brothers stand, the air runs thin,
A choice is made, the change begins.
Their bodies twist, their shapes unmade,
The act still waits, yet change invades.