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🚇Your the Undergroundest humanitary📓 ⚰️Skeletons from the cupboard💀 💣 Za naszą i waszą wolność! 🇵🇱 🎎 Congress of the Enslaved Peoples 🗺 🚣 From Sian-till Caucasus!🚵🏽 🍒The viburnum-we will cheer up🤹 🔱From Carpaths till Crimea🤽 ⚗️Man does not live on bread alone🍪 🔪Kobzarsky Gild🎻 🎚Oldschool Christian Hardcore⚒ 💣Young cultorologists🎨 🎹Turbofolk and crust punk, hip-hop & black metal🥁 🔫Narodna Volia & Armia Krajowa, UPA & IRA🍀 🥀The Springtime of Nations and the Autumn of empires🍂 😷Post-traumatic Rhapsody🎸 🏌️Etho-botanic on the kremlin ruins⛪ 🎅🏿Nothing New🎄
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37:16 - 4. - Kaiserjägerlied Wir Jäger lassen schallen ein froh gewaltig Lied, und gelten soll es allen zerstreut in Nord und Süd. Im Osten und im Westen, wo uns’re Fahne weht: |: Wir zählen zu den Besten so lang’ die Treu’ besteht! Sieht man uns, so sagt a jeder und alles lauft und rennt: Das sein die Kaiserjäger vom ersten Regiment! Wenn wir hinaus marschieren In’s weite, freie Feld, und stramm dort exerzieren, es jedem wohl gefällt; da schauen uns die Madl’n auch immer gerne zua, |: und jede möcht’ im Still’n Auch so an Jägersbua. Z’nachts gibt’s an feinen Drahrer, mit seiner jeder rennt: Wir sein die Kaiserjäger Vom ersten Regiment! Wenn vor dem Feind’ wir stehen mit mutgeschwellter Brust, muss all’s in Scherben gehen, bei unserer Kampfeslust; es gibt bei uns kein Weichen, wir stehen Mann für Mann, stark wie die deutschen Eichen, die niemand brechen kann. Fällt auch mancher nieder, im Herz die Kugel brennt: Er stirbt als Kaiserjäger Vom ersten Regiment! 46:37 - 5. - Tiroler Edelweiss My home above the clouds Upon the mountainside An unmatched beauty To behold But now the war has come And the wolf is at the door For this land of mine I protect as I swore Tiroler Edelweiss Picked from so high Our enemies will falter and retreat Tiroler Edelweiss Upon the mountainside Pinned to my cap, a symbol of their defeat Dug within the snow With my rifle in hand I wait For the call to charge The frostbitten limbs freeze In the winter's cold breeze I persist, for the flower is on my sleeve When the time has come and all fades to black I know I did All I could For our women, our children and our land I'll pass away Under these grey skies With no shame On this battlefield The edelweiss will grow where I decay 51:12 - 6. - Withered Tombs Within the earth A natural crypt A confined cavern Claustrophobic passageways Sheathed in ice and snow Where flowers cannot grow No air, no light A withered tomb Light from lanterns Illuminate glacial walls The charge is set Imminent mine collapse A forlorn gasp In endless fog The tomb is sealed By frigid stone Excessive pressure Tremendous weight Buried beneath Time and dust Light of day Forever obscured Preserved remains Fossilized in ice 59:20 - 7. - MG 08/15 Eagle eye through the iron sights Shredding the oncoming waves A belt fed massacre, a mechanical devastator Releasing the soul from flesh Mass produced instrument of terror The defining shots ring out An automatic nightmare, a graveyard architect Fired until the barrel melts Mauser rounds pierce the meat Mangled bodies drown in mud The putrid stench of rotting carcasses Roll in with mustard gas winds Trenches flooded with entrails Interment of men in their prime The ravens flock to feast upon The bullet ridden remains Nullachtfünfzehn, a wretched steel inferno Nullachtfünfzehn, sees you come over the top Deployed along the frontline trenches No escape from the storm of steel Through thick smoke, through the barbed wire Seeking the next victim Pull the trigger, release the lock Belch forth the winds of death 2000 meters of endless pain Crippling the infantry morale Nullachtfünfzehn, battlefield supremacy Nullachtfünfzehn, barbarous iron rain Nullachtfünfzehn, a wretched steel inferno Nullachtfünfzehn, sees you come over the top Concealed within the nest Watching their advance Fetch another belt Prepare for the command Nullachtfünfzehn, a wretched steel inferno Nullachtfünfzehn, summoner of oblivion
00:00 - 1. - Der Blutharsch Cold, so cold The mountain air, thin and spare The sun obscured By endless winter Winds rush through the valley pass As snow falls upon icy paths From pale white it fades to red With the blood of my comrades From the canyon floor To the tundrous peaks The cannons belch forth Through the many weeks Frozen, starving In fields of ice This barren trench Altar of sacrifice Holding position In oceans of white My hands go numb From the frostbite Man the machinegun Against the next wave Snowblind and shivering Send them to the grave Blood of these men Spills on the land Fruitless offensives From frontline command Perched on the watchtower I see their advance Through deep snow Without a chance Feeding the belt Round after round Another regiment Savagely gunned down The story of war Blood and revenge Just like the winter Will never end Blood And the blood covers the snow Blood And the blood covers the snow The forest, the mountains The valleys of crosses and the blood covers the snow 17:09 - 2. - Dragging the Dead Through Mountain Passes Bodies pile high Mangled by machinegun fire Dying with hands clenched To spines of barbed wire Wade through warm innards A mist of sanguine fog A ditch of fresh remains Consumed by an honourable end Only mud, snow, and guts Come back in a strecher Only identifier A burnt dogtag Dragging the dead Through a mountain pass Blood of forgotten heros Spills down the avalanche Collect unburied dead Counter attack, fortify positions Mined ice caverns Sulphourous dust, noxious fumes Bring forth artillery Creating the craters, exposing infantry Take the summit No retreat, heavy casualties Comrade, mutilated remains Smoke, roaring cannons Iron, shrapnel wounds Frozen, corpses in ice Blood, crystallized Poems, an epitaph Valour, unbridled courage Nation, noble sacrifice Dragging the dead through mountain passes 24:21 - 3. - Cloaked in Silence Alone In Silence I hunt Holding my breath Concealed I am death Eyes of an eagle Searching for prey Through sights of iron Hidden in grey Through forests and fog The smoke and the smog A single shot From your blind spot All becomes quiet Except a cold breeze A hunter in silence Hidden among the trees Nothing but prey in my sights A tracker at night Haunting the cliffs Exploiting weaknesses Encamped in mist Saluting your officers Simplifies my job Take aim with my rifle His life I will rob A mountian of fire I take my revenge Chamber a round And look through the lens My homeland invaded By foreign empires A silent assassin Behind the barbed wire A vanguard sharpshooter With nothing to lose I collect your medals Souvenirs I choose Cloaked in silence A hunter's gaze Cloaked in silence A sniper's last days Cloaked in silence Never a sound Cloaked in silence Welcome to the hunting ground Searching for glory As blood covers the snow The peaks and praries Of my alpine home Searching for glory I hold my breath Through meadows and hilltops The alps are your death
