My brother, in the young of aging
The stars with fading and the moon was drowning
A bitter wind to carry the scent
Of blood, of innocence, on the cooling air
A siren screaming to burry the sobs
Of brothers, of mother, in the hearts of all
This our cry for our brother
This our song for remembering

Slayer of life, lay down the hand of righteousness
Reaper of bones, take the hand of a worthy man
Breaker of flesh, raise the scythe, wet the blade with blood
Sealer of fate, remove the light, in the end of days

A thundering horse that flew through the night
Licked, the hooves, with the flames of hell
A mane of smoke to cover the vein
The breath of reaper to seal the fate
Angel borne in the face of death
Wings spread wide to shade the pain
Halo held high by the hands of demons
Ascend my brother now