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Death Every Minute
03:49
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Heavy weight
Artillery fire
Stand straight
You're gunna die
Regiment
Barricade
Mask on
Gas bomb
Torn apart
Blown away
Turret blast
Tourniquet
Mouth full of bullets
Lost litres of blood
This country is my coffin
Rod rifle and staff
Regiment
Barricade
Mask on
Gas bomb
Inhuman
Clockwork
Furious
Death every minute
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Black Flags & Bad Omens
04:16
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Whipping winds
Dug out ditches
Traps are set
Sickle sharpened
Tight as the mask
Black as the plumes
Stench of the bodies
Burning against the night
Militant anxiety
Stress and despair
Walking backwards
Lost in a trench world
Tight as the mask
Black as the plumes
Stench of the bodies
Burning against the night
Eyes on fire
Napalm miasma
Stuck and suffocating
Bayonet mindset
Razor wire belly
Crawling from the dirt
Shock and shellfire
Dreams of madness
Mutilated apparition
Ghost in the fog of no mans land
This battle will never end
Black flags and bad omens
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A Wartime Sky Eclipse
05:31
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The battle wages, from buildings we aim
Dilapidated sentenials erected in subjugation
Skirmish through fog, black thumb, bullets fire
Terror, fear, hands shake, the blitzkrieg begins
A wartime sky eclipse
The horizon - an erupting chasm of doom
A firestorm delivered from ashen clouds
Molten bombardment splits the earth
Already scattered, nowhere to hide,
the battlefield heaves
Distant voices, sirens ring,
for an encore the valkyries sing
Like their ancestors before them,
our enemies wish to carve out a new world
But not without a fight, we'll never submit,
to the death
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Infernal Machine
04:33
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Fields of fire
Choking on smoke
Iron tombs
Forged by hate
Infernal machine
Built to destroy
Tear your body
Crush your legion
Camouflage heart
Robotic emotion
Forbidden tactics
Boots laced with blood
Smoke and fire
Mirrors too
Rolling thunder
Built to destroy
Tear your body
Crush your legion
Infernal machine
Built to destroy
Tear your body
Crush your legion
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Trees in the night explode and shatter
Furnace Flashes in the forest fog
Bark and schrapnel, hellfire rain
Run for help, scream for a friend
Index Ivory hook around trigger
Savouring final breath, a cloud in the air
Pulverised in Foreign Fields
A whistle, a punishment propelling forth
Fire ignites in every fibre of flesh and bone
White light behind my eye lids, and I'm so far from home
Both descendants from the same mother,
sons of Vinland and Europe converge
But he has destroyed me, reduced to mist
Nothing left but a shallow crater
and tears across an indifferent sea
My life, my legacy, pulverised in foreign fields
18 years of reverie, pulverised in foreign fields
Now, we'll never see, what could become of me
Violence, futility, a civil war within our creed
Would our ancestors lament? Will we meet again?
In the golden halls of Valhalla? On the shores of Elysium?
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The Gallant Final Charge
06:23
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Their reign is over, siege subsides
Forced to regress, submitted by the west
Nothing left but a stray battalion
Patched together with teenage fodder
At this meridian they will fight and perish
Loose stones against a relentless river tide
The gallant final charge
The premature harvest burns
A song plays and a final cigarette is shared
Before confrontation, before the final curtain
Glittering, golden youth, torn apart,
limb from limb
Sons and daughters of Europe, erased
Bequeathed a legacy of tyranny, and left to defend it
A campaign pushed too far, a war against the world
Defeat through invasion, the time’s at hand
A would-be empire crumbles, in the grip of allied might
The final charge runs out
Into a wave of bullets and fire
Righteous vengeance arrived to reap
The young crop, left at home
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No Mans Land
02:32
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