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