[bad word] 
Unforgiven battle brethren
For the aeons lost in space
We are looking for confession
Of the everlasting [bad word] 
Unforgiven battle brethren
Heavy burden is the blunder
Of the damned, forgotten, wicked
Mortified is pride and armor...

1st verse:
Fair days and candid-crimson
Stars of candor, youth and pride,
Hallow Caliban and order -
All the fantasms shall now die.
No more place [bad word] or sorrow,
No more sooth of the [bad word] -
All the brethren now must follow
In confession not to fade,
All the brethren now must follow
For the sins could be unmade!

2nd verse.
For the Lion we were fighting
All imblazed in ages past -
Hallow Caliban [bad word] And the crime, the crime is vast!
Those who were called our brethren,
Those who linger in the mist, [bad word] ye forth to get forgiveness -
it is hard just to exist...
All the brethren now must follow
For the sins could be unmade!

3rd verse.
For the Chapter and for Lion
In the fog of space and time
Hallow Caliban! We're fighting!
For the faults could be undone!
All the ware, all the wicked -
Two wings ride upon the storms
All the brethren now must follow
In confession not to fade,
All the brethren now must follow
For the sins could be unmade!