Idioma Origen:
You were born your brother's keeper.
Why can I see blood on your hands?
You became your brother's slayer.
Embrace again in death.
At the end
of all this hatred
lies even deeper hate.
Their darkness
has defeated you.
Your lifeline, running backwards.
Remember
the sins of our fathers.
A Requiem
for the countless dead.
Blood is on your hands.
The wages of sin.
Future's eyes closing now.
Soul eclipse taking place.
Laments rise.
Tears of the dead.
From the other side of the grave.
You were born your brother's keeper.
Why can I see blood on your hands?
Their darkness has defeated you.
Your lifeline, running backwards.
Remember
the sins of our fathers.
A Requiem
for the countless dead.
Blood is on your hands.
The wages of sin.
(Guitar solo)
Future's eyes closing now.
Soul eclipse taking place.
Laments rise
tears of the dead,
from the other side of the grave.
From the other side of the grave.
Blood is on your hands.
The wages of sin.
Idioma Destino:
You were born your brother's keeper.
Why can I see blood on your hands?
You became your brother's slayer.
Embrace again in death.
At the end
of all this hatred
lies even deeper hate.
Their darkness
has defeated you.
Your lifeline, running backwards.
Remember
the sins of our fathers.
A Requiem
for the countless dead.
Blood is on your hands.
The wages of sin.
Future's eyes closing now.
Soul eclipse taking place.
Laments rise.
Tears of the dead.
From the other side of the grave.
You were born your brother's keeper.
Why can I see blood on your hands?
Their darkness has defeated you.
Your lifeline, running backwards.
Remember
the sins of our fathers.
A Requiem
for the countless dead.
Blood is on your hands.
The wages of sin.
(Guitar solo)
Future's eyes closing now.
Soul eclipse taking place.
Laments rise
tears of the dead,
from the other side of the grave.
From the other side of the grave.
Blood is on your hands.
The wages of sin.