On the mountain ridges Dug deep in foxholes Forward slopes left open Obvious trap, it is their goal In the front lines Barbed wire laid ceaselessly Forging warfare onwards Towards the enemy
Killing zones aflame The sky an angry red Formations advance at the rising dawn When we'll mourn the many dead
With agony in one's own heart Tear your eyes away Now off in the distance Their world is never known to us this day
What was past now prologue The shadows lengthen late Dead men want us not to gloat On what decreed their fate
Baptism by fire A ceaseless game Waging war upon a world No drenched in flame Narrow lines of brave men Face hostility Formations at the rising dawn Advancing endlesslyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
