War Between Brothers (Queens of Avalon)

This one’s a nobleman, that one’s a squire
One man will sing in the heavenly choir
And one will descend into Hell’s licking fire
But tell which is which? Would take better than I
This one’s a father, that one’s a son
One man was right and the other was wrong
But both of them died in the maddening throng
Carry them home, boys, to where they belong
War between brothers, sire fighting son
Only division where once there was one
War between brothers, son fighting sire
Kin laid with kin in the funeral pyre
These two were blinded by jealousy’ts flame
One pointing fingers, the other to blame
The one lived in rage, and the other in shame
Which was the better of what they became?
War between brothers, sire fighting son
Only division where once there was one
War between brothers, son fighting sire
Kin laid with kin in the funeral pyre
This one’s a bastard
That one’s a king
Both fought for power
And what it could bring
But fighting each other
They lost everything