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