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.

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