Final Spell کے بول

Two brothers young and bright Plunged into the black of night When power twisted through their hearts Bonds of fraternity Severed by antiquity Cut by a thirst for thran machines You now this battle can't end well So cast your final spell Now we behold The brothers' war So we behold The brothers' war Titanic war machines Sword and steel and sorcery Terisiare engulfed in flames As gix and mishra's force Were met with urza's last resort Invoke the sylex, end the war You now this battle can't end well So cast your final spell Now we behold The brothers' war So we behold The brothers' war As smoke takes wing unto the sky We watch as armies fight and die As battle-engines cleave dread pathways through the Fallen where they lie An ancient artifact invoked Argoth is torn apart and so Dominaria is thrust into a barren age of ice Now we behold The brothers' war So we behold The brothers' war