A grey winter dawn A pale lifeless sky The silence so frightening There’s death in the air They stand in a line With blank startled eyes It’s their final road They march to die
Onward!
Crawling through snowdrifts, the frost biting so painfully They’re trying to walk straight but they have so little strength The soldiers are walking beside them, their guns are prepared Their lives do not matter, they’re just trash that has done their thing
Onward march! March towards death, march to end your life Keep the pace! Shot in the head, bullet of salvation
Women of Grossrosen walking to die hand in hand The war is at end but it’s no consolation for them Nobody saved them from hell they have lived many years The only escape now is a bullet shot in the head
Onward march! They keep falling down, they cannot feel their legs Keep the pace! Dying of frost and of debility
March of death March of death, death, death, death! March of death March of death, death, death, death!
Crawling through snowdrifts, the frost biting so painfully The soldiers are walking beside them, their guns are prepared Women of Grossrosen walking to die hand in hand Nobody saved them from hell they have lived many years
Onward march! March towards death, march to end your life Keep the pace! Shot in the head, bullet of salvation
March of death March of death, death, death, death! March of death March of death, death, death, death!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
