A lumpy earth saturated with warm blood
a familiar face against the ground
skin gray, deathly pale
you don't dare recognize it as your own
This happened to you thanks to your hand
you laid down the first blood of grief
I will take my revenge, I will claim back my own
now it is your blood's turn
I will lay you down
in the place where you killed my brother< br/>now it's your turn to escape the spirit
it's my turn to spill your blood
It was your last mistake
when you took my brother from me
my revenge is sweet with the taste of iron
an eye for an eye ¤, blood after blood
The ground is again saturated with warm blood
a stranger's face against the ground
skin beautifully gray, pale pale
not your own blood
I lay you on the ground
in the place where you killed my brother
now it is your turn to escape the spirit
it is my turn to spill your blood
[English translation:]
[A BrotherâĖถ s Wrath]
The frost-bitten earth is wet with warm blood
a familiar face is pressed against it
the skin is gray, pale as death
you can just Barely recognize it as your kin
This was the result of the Deeds of your hands
without hesitation you fed the ground with the first blood
my Vengeance is nigh,
I reclaim what is mine< br/>now it is your turn to die
I now lay you down on the ground
on the same spot where you slew my brother
now it's time for your life to expire
it's my turn to shed your blood
You made your final mistake
when you deprived me of my brother
revenge is sweet with a taste of iron
eye for an eye, blood for blood
The earth is again wet with warm blood
a face of a stranger is pressed against it
the skin is beautifully gray, pale as death
but it is not of your own kin
I now lay you down on the ground
on the same spot where you slew my brother
now it's time for your life to expire

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