On this field of death I am cast into meaningless nothingness. Yet all that lie slain Gave blood to nourish the living ones. Blood paints the fields of black and white. Brother against brother, screams pierce the night. Stench of entrails fills the chilling sky, Carnage unleashed, a barbaric blight. De mortius nil, a hollow decree, For the living remember the ghosts all shall see. In the wind's icy moan, in the ravens' dark call A brotherhood broken, by tyrants who enthrall. On this field of death I am cast into meaningless nothingness. Yet all that lie slain Gave blood to nourish the living ones. Lie down, dance with the flames, See how many men will remember your name, This funeral pyre will be your gateway, A voyage of soul, for those cast away.