Baptised in fire.
Forty to one
So silent before the storm
Awaiting command
A
"Hostile armies may face each other for years, striving to
Attero!
Dominatus!
Berlin is burning
Denique!
Interimo!
The reich has fallen
We
Hear them whisper, voices from the other side
Hear them
Clouds are gathering in the darkness. Lightning strikes the
Earth. Evil
Fast as the wind
The Invasion has begun
Shaking the ground
With a
Engines are running our blood burns like oil. Head one
Sent from home overseas
and into the unknown
barely landed in the
A cry for help, a distant whisper
A foreign nation calling
Take some venom and accept
That you won't see Nazareth
The rainbow
We live for the magic in the sound, distorted guitars
Under this sun no shadows will fall
piercing our eyes as
Through the gates of hell
as we make our way
The sky is on fire burning black gold
eyes of the
Facing the wind as they ride through the sky
Shadows of
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