Oh sweet Angel Why do you have to leave
May your soul rest in peace
Though the moment you did not choose,
You left us all in a trice

To live and proud the land
from which you sprung.
Proud your parents
and the land you did.

Rivers of tears flow for you
wonder what more can we do
Living dead we men are
unable to stop this madness and gore

Oh sweet Angel Why do you have to leave
May your soul rest in peace