Volkslieder

Amongst the rubble The whistle blows and we go over the top The cries of dying men and the raining of artillery shells In lands devastated by warfare Covered by the wires of hell Creating an impenetrable fortress Miles upon miles long Curtains of suffocating razors Protecting these labyrinths Concealing my enemies Behind a fence of torment Wrapped in Wrapped in barbed wire Entangled in rusted wire Pulling the skin from the flesh Writhing in agony Squeezing the blood from the veins Spilling the blood gloriously Onto the battlefield The coils of spines Reach out as Satan's arms Wrapped in Wrapped in barbed wire A veil of thorns Skewering the skin Ripping the sinew Impaling the soul

Raiding the trenches in the dead of the night Infiltrating quickly under the cold moonlight Armed with a knife and stielhandgranates Sabotage the artillery and kill those who man it Slitting the throats of those who sleep Dumping the bodies for all to see Reduce their morale and efficiency Capture their officers and make them plead The orange glow of a cigarette Becomes a sentry taking his final breath Blood will travel down the wall of the trench We will bathe in the blood of the French There is no morning for these men Nocturnal warriors under the general's command We proudly stand among the Kaiser's elite For glory, honor, and the enemy at our feet Sturmtruppen Sturmtruppen Sturmtruppen Fear the elite Feel the knife lodged deeply in your back Bleeding out cold from the attack The winds of death come swiftly this night As your silhouette comes into sight Immense pleasure is all I feel The pride of my nation is all that is real The mission completed upon the eve of dawn By morning come we will be gone

Submitted by The Void — Apr 25, 2025

The swelling pride The nation's calling Preparing for war For our lord Blood will spill For the lost Generation Is truly lost Teufel Mit Uns The sounds Of war Is Of hell rising Marching to battle Singing our songs Of nobility Deutschland uber alles Hail exhalted Kaiser Sacrifice must be made To preserve our prestige The price: millions of men For the cloven hoof

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 25, 2025

Forward soldier March to the front Victory is ours Watch their cities burn Dominate their lands Their morale is broken We will prevail Imperialistic superiority Vorwärts Vorwärts Soldat Vorwärts Vorwärts Soldat Spread the pride of Prussia Just as 1870 Civilizations crumble And new ones are born Our supreme monarchy Will rule the land Forward soldier Go forward and die

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 25, 2025

The rain falls And never seems to stop The soldiers die And bodies rot This battle Will never end Already A hundred thousand dead Like the Huns A thousand years before But with higher stakes And a war torn force They tell us to just hold out But for just how much longer? We're just but men Sent into a meat-grinder In a war of attrition No one can win Just keep marching Officers tell the men 1916 Total War 1916 I don't know what day it is I don't know what year I've been here for months Paralyzed with fear Demons are haunting me How many have I killed? The rain turns to blood And bodies litter the field Ils ne passeront pas Is this the truth? We're supposed to bleed France dry Have we been taken for fools? The artillery shells Fall like rain from the sky 40 million shells Coming to take my life God take me From this hell I want to die Please take me Nothing is sacred Nothing is worth all of this Just dig me a hole and bury me in this pit The end is coming It's coming soon It's coming to take me and destroy what I knew The bayonet Pierces my chest I gasp for air and I receive death I was born and raised to die in a mud filled ditch Like so many others dying with a final twitch Everything turns to black I'll never again see the sun In that which is known as the Hell of Verdun

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 25, 2025