Brother stand up show us your power now

Don't waste our precious time

Your bloodsteel made by magic

Can help us in our pain



Can't you hear the bells tolling

A funeral procession death



The demon witches are on their way

The mighty flock of brutality

Ignite your power for the holy land

Your bloodsteel will help us to our victory



Like fog in the woods

They announce

Our death sentences

Please destroy their wicked magic

Let them feel your bloodsteel with all its might