I've had a vision its clear to me now. I know what has to be done. Different religions cannot share a land. A plague and I have the cure. . Chase them down, let them suffer in pain.
It's on the Crimson skies, hell's horizon, a trap will spring. unaware of a presence are we marching straight to their doom. We open path for war, ready for fire, stand by, to charge,.
Throw your soldiers into positions once there is no escape, and they will prefer death to flight.. . Hear the sound of the machine gun. Hear it echo in the night.
Here I am standing, darkness all around.. Thinking of past, taken my last breath, the air is cold as ice. No one close to hear my voice. Did not leave me with a choice.
Rise of nation's pride!. . Russians on the route to ruin. Kremlin's more than certain to win. Sent away an army to the west. Blizzard reigned the ground were chosen.
When we signed up for the army. to a rangers company. armed with M16's. straight into the war. . Then we served under the banner. clad in US stars and stripes.
The sky is on fire burning black gold. Eyes of the west turn to east. Driven by greed and an urge to destroy. Merciless killing your own. . Slave to the power a slave to the gold.
Into the motherland. The German army march. . In the Soviet Union summer 1943. Tanks line up in thousands as far the eye can see. Ready for the onslaught.
We live for the magic in the sound, distorted guitars are breaking ground. The drum pounding faster than my heart, the vocals are screaming extreme art.
Fast as the wind. The Invasion has begun. Shaking the ground. With a force of 1000 guns. . First in the line of fire. First into hostile land. Tanks leading the way.
Kick start fighter launch. Throttle set to full. Speed king race to win. Afterburners roaring. . Ghostlike counterstrike. Takes them by surprise. . Score 307.
Hear them whisper. voices from the other side. Hear them calling. . former foes now friends are resting side by side. They will never leave our hearts or fade away.
Sent to the islands to secure what is ours. Marching ashore in the cover of night. Hide until dawn and attack in the twilight. Shake them awake with the thunder of guns.
Attero!. Dominatus!. Berlin is burning. Denique!. Interimo!. The Reich has fallen!. . We stand at the gates of Berlin. With two and a half million men.
Baptised in fire, forty to one!. . So silent before the storm. Awaiting command. A few has been chosen to stand. As one outnumbered by far. . The orders from high command:.
Baptised in fire.. Forty to one. . So silent before the storm. Awaiting command. A few has been chosen to stand. As one outnumbered by far. The orders from high command.