So silent before the storm, awaiting command A few has been chosen to stand as one outnumbered by far The orders from high command, fight back hold, your
The dawn of time breaks See the sun rise to the sky The wheel of time begins to turn But then we heard it A divine voice out of nowhere Spoke to our
Warsaw Rise! Do you remember when, when the Nazis forced their rule on Poland 1939 and the allies turned away From the underground rose a hope of freedom
Almost night a crimson horizon painting thousand lakes red as the army approach from the east a hunter is watching his prey all alone a man with his gun
Country in depression, nation in despair One man seeking reasons everywhere Growing hate and anger, the Fuhrers orders were precise Who was to be blamed
Dropped onto a world of ice A plateau of frozen lakes A Nazi place of doom In their sights Trained in camps on Scottish heights To commando saboteurs
A nation in despair, weakened by war, defeated Lost their pride in Versailles A former prisoner, with a vision or a grand delusion Rise to power in the
Fresh from Moscow Over Volga came to comrades aid City in despair Almost crushed by the Fuhrer's army Oh, it's colder than Hell Hitler's forces advancing
Sent to kill, to watch no man's land Snipers are moving unseen Fight for land, to lose it again Shrapnel is filling the air Hell on earth, the trenches
Kick start, fighter launch Throttle set to full Speed king, race to win Afterburners roaring Ghostlike counterstrike Takes them by surprise Score 307
Warnings of an air strike The sirens scream out loud Warnings on the radio Of what's coming Appearing on the radar A threat from overseas Planes on the
A cry for help, a distant whisper A foreign nation calling our name Sent to hell, to reach for heaven To serve in dark, as light in the black Sent into
To their own shore, Came the world war. Gleaves and Ingham, Leading the bury west. Took the short way in, The long route back convoy 92. Bury Gleaves
Send them over the waves, our sentinels They report in the news, position of our foes This battlefield's been chosen, tactically in advance Time to alert
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 The
Wo, ho, ho The wise woman said ''Once you're hardened in battle, there's no coming back'' (Fight or fall) And before the attack Feel your blood starts
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
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 With six