Either side assemble as the ground trembles beneath the weight of armour Tension frays as increasing power is displayed, we are ready awaiting the slaughter
Artillery barrages pound on defensive lines Charging infantry sprayed treading on mines As Tiger and T-34 lock horns… Artillery barrages pound on defensive lines Charging infantry sprayed treading on mines As Tiger and T-34 lock horns On Soviet battlefields hellish carnage is born
Stukhas swoop down from a smoke choked sky Unleashing their bombs there is nowhere to hide The Soviets entrenched holding their line In defence of their hero city standing behind
Motivated only by the prospect on an honourable death Soviet soldiers collapse, machine gun fire renders them lifeless
The commissar pistol in hand, rallies his troops as Stalin commands Charging head-on into Deaths wide open jaws The commissar pistol in hand, rallies his troops as Stalin commands Human life expendable, Cannon fodder for the cause
Upon the morning of December 5th 1941 1.1 million Russian infantry ready themselves for a battle that must be won 600,000 German infantry stand awaiting Shell fire turns night to day in a land God has long since forsaken
MGs spitting tracer fire, the Russians fall rank by rank, they fell in their thousands, forever re-enforced. Picking up the weaponry of the dead they advance, a hideous wave of death, rising up from the corpse strewn battlefields…
MGs spitting tracer fire, the Russians fall rank by rank, they fell in their thousands, forever re-enforced. Picking up the weaponry of the dead they advance, a hideous wave of death, rising up from the corpse strewn battlefields.
Across the corpse strewn battlefields, frozen soldiers lie… Fathers, Brothers, resting forever, at the gates… at the gates of Moscow.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
