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seajeySabaton "Panzerkampf"
Into the Motherland the German Army March!
In the Soviet Union, Summer 1943
Tanks line up in thousands, as far the eye can see
Ready for the onslaught, ready for the fight
Waiting for the Axis, to march into the trap
Mines are placed in darkness
In the cover of the night
Waiting to be triggered
When the time is right
Imminent invasion
Imminent attack
Once the battle's started
There's no turning back
The end of the Third Reich draws near
Its time has come to an end
The end of an era is near
It's time to attack
Into the Motherland the German Army march!
Comrades, stand side by side, to stop the Nazi charge
Panzers on Russian soil Thunder in the east.
One million men at war, The Soviet wrath unleashed
Fields of Prokhorovka, feel the heat of battle burned
Suffered heavy loses losses, the tide of war has turned
Driving back the Germans, fighting on four fronts
Hunt them Out of Russia, out of Soviet land
Reinforce the frontline, force the Axis to retreat
Send in all the reserves, securing their defeat
Soldiers of the Union broke the Citadel
"Ruined seventh Army Axis rest in hell"
The end of the Third Reich draws near
Its time has come to an end
The end of an era is near
It's time to attack
Into the Motherland the German Army march!
Comrades, stand side by side, to stop the Nazi charge
Panzers on Russian soil
Thunder in the east.
One million men at war, The Soviet wrath unleashed
Oh, Mother Russia, union of lands
Will of the people, strong in command
Oh, Mother Russia, union of lands
Once more victorious, the Red Army stands
The end of the Third Reich draws near
Its time has come to an end
The end of an era is near
It's time to attack
Into the Motherland the German Army march!
Comrades, stand side by side, to stop the Nazi charge
Panzers on Russian soil
Thunder in the east.
One million men at war, The Soviet wrath unleashed.
Или
"Primo Victoria" Sabaton
Through the gates of hell
As we make our way to heaven
Through the nazi lines
Primo victoria
We've been training for years
Now we're ready to strike
As the great operation begins
We're the first wave on the shore
We're the first ones to fall
Yet soldiers have fallen before
In the dawn they will pay
With their lives as the price
History's written today
In this burning inferno
Know that nothing remains
As our forces advance on the beach
Aiming for heaven though serving in hell
Victory is ours their forces will fall
Through the gates of hell
As we make our way to heaven
Through the nazi lines
Primo victoria
On the 6th of june
On the shores of western europe 1944
D-day upon us
We've been here before
Used to this kind of war
Crossfire grind through the sand
Our orders were easy
It's kill or be killed
Blood on both sides will be spilled
In the dawn they will pay
With their lives as the price
History's written today
Now that we are at war
With the axis again
This time we know what will come
6th of june 1944
Allies are turning the war
Normandy state of anarchy
Overlord
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Sabaton "Ghost Division"
Fast as the wind, the invasion has begun
Shaking the ground with the force of thousand guns
First into line of fire, first in to hostile land
Tanks leading the way, leading the way
Charge into lines with the force of a furious storm
Fast as the lightning, phantom swarm
200 miles at nightfall, taken within a day
Thus earning their name, earning the fame
They are the panzer elite, born to compete, never retreat (ghost division)
Leaving our dead, always ahead, fed by your dread
Always ahead, as the blitzkrieg rages on
Breaking morale the with the sound of blazing guns
First into line of fire, first in to hostile land
Tanks leading the way, leading the way
Leaving a trail of destruction to a foreign land
Massive assault made to serve the Nazi plan
Communication's broken, phantom's are far away
Thus earning their name, earning the fame
They are the panzer elite, born to compete, never retreat (ghost division)
Leaving our dead, always ahead, fed by your dread
Pushing the frontline forth with a tremendous force
Making the way for panzer course
First into line of fire, first in to hostile land
Tanks leading the way, claiming the fame
They are the panzer elite, born to compete, never retreat (ghost division)
Leaving our dead, always ahead, fed by your dread
Panzer elite, born to compete, never retreat (ghost division)
Leaving our dead, always ahead, fed by your dread.
