Under the Black Cross
Under the guidance of the moon covered by the german ensign A small force of nineteen ships are approaching the French coast St. Nazaire is their goal To destroy the Normadie dock To prevent a safe haven for the German terpitz Through deception and craftsmanship the Germans must be deceived The Black Cross will guide them through Together with the altered features The British force carried the men consisting of commando units Together with the naval forces More than 600 will attack Thursday, March the 26th. The year is 1914 From The harbor of Falmouth they sail Under protection of spitfire force Tense they are, yet in good spirits they travel Their minds are set on the task to finish Death or life, no answer can be given For the future is unknown, but the will is positive Trained to the utmost, motivated to win The will to power, the innder fiend Out-gunned, out-powered by the German foe The advantage of suprise their biggest ally Hour after hour en route towards the coast The convoy approaches the harbor from the southwest Being challanged bu two signal stations A few bursts from a German Bofors Transmitting a delaying message to keep up a German appearance Closer twords the dock The signal is fired Yet the game is over and the storm now bursts.
Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 25, 2025
The masquerade was at an end The last trump card has been played Now the fight is on It's time to raise the White Ensign! Beattie gave his order for all guns to open fire The Oerlikens, the twelve Pounder, the Mortars The Hotchkiss, the Pom-pom, The Brenguns The Germans didn't wait any longer And answered their enemy's call by replying with their coastal defenses To put up a curtain of hail FIRE! FEUER! From the start the battle wasn't equal The Germans firing from (fixed and) protected positions While the British were exposed on exposed on moving platforms Firing into a blinding white glare After a duel of a few minutes The British gunners gained superiority Though it didn't last for long It won them some valuable time Forward and forward they speeded towards their goal Closer and closer, came the entrance , the dock and the mole Here comes the Navy! Focal point of the German fire became the Campletown Her sides seemed to be alive with bursting shells The Germans felt the pressure of the firepower of the attackers, Yet the Campletown took many losses from the moment the action broke loose Traces, shells, bullets, flying Beattie and Tibbets kept the ship on a steady coarse towards it's goal Defying the searchlights and artillery, onwards she goes Further...Further...Further...Further... She goes!...She goes!
Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 25, 2025
This track is instrumental.
Four minutes late, but the largest has been reached The Campbletown lies stopped, crashed into the caisson Opening the valves to scuddle the ship Patiently awaiting, her hour of Death With Iron-runged ladders The commandos embark Down they went under heavy fire Supported by the Oerlikons Moving at the double Carrying weapons and many explosives Illuminated by searchlights, in a moonlike gloom The men advance towards their objectives Sometimes no opposition, other times lighting hard All around the noise of shots and explosions Everywhere the crackle of machineguns The bursts of the Oerlikens The crashed of high explosives The roar of the commandos' charges Destroying the pump houses Demolishing the far caisson Blowing up the winding houses Silencing the defenses Each target has been reached Success in an utmost degree In battle with the bunkers Throwing hand grenades Blazing with Brens and Thomsons The positions were overrun Opposition was fierce, a deadly game evolved The Germans and the British were fighting hand-to-hand The protection and demolishing teams were retreating Under the fire of the German ships less than half an hour after the landing took place The commandos demolition objectives had been fulfilled The Forme Eeluse was useless, certainly a year at least Pritchard's daring operation was already a success
Submitted by The Void — Apr 25, 2025
Attacking the old entrance and the defended old mole The seventeen ML's have as task to embark the commandos Yet without distraction from the Royal Air Force The coastal defenses put all their efforts in stopping the small boats The first group has to land at the old mole The second group has as target the centre of the assault area Both groups have their own specific goal Defending the old town and destroying the dockyard The ML's wooden structure offers little protection When the germans found their rage to let go their fire Many different pieces found their illuminated targets Opening up their fire, hitting flesh, wood and metal Courage - isn't enough as protection against a sudden death Fighting - to rescue their lives with little chance to come out alive Igniting or been blown up Burning petrol is beeing spread Trapping the survivors of the ML's The whole river is like a hell Burning... Drowning... "Please..." "Help Me!!!" Floating furnaces drifting on water Cremation oh hope and valor The end of many young lives The sky is on fire No fortified harbor can be attcked by wooden ML's Yet they fought as they did, landed troops on the mole Eight motor launches got to sea again Achieved through skill and courage they live to fight again
My heart is beating in my throat My nerves are strecthed to the max My blood is pumping zhrough my veins My muscles are ready to react The iron bridge lies in front of me It's structure is illuminated by the flares The land beyond is my target now To escape from the German revenge Only a few seconds to go Before I have to run Will I make it to the other side Or will I meet my doom Colonel Newman gives his order "Away you go, lads!" As fast as I can I get on my feed To storm towards bridge D Left and right the bullets pass me Over my head I hear them go The traces are coming towards me Yet, there's no time to duck Faster and faster my legs move From the hip I open fire My bullets are now covering the pillbox I see my friends fall Hell is now all around me Friend and foe, they perish I open fire at a figure ahead of me I see he drops his gun The end of the bridge is in sight Almost I've accomplished my goal Only a few meters left Safety is now in reach Suddenly I notice a German gunner He points his K98 at me His finger turns white, the blast of the bullet Dark is my sight
Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 25, 2025
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Wannes Gubbels â Vocals, Bass, LyricsRobert Smissaert â DrumsAlex Verhoeven â GuitarsMike Verhoeven â Guitars Submits, comments, corrections are welcomed at webmaster@darklyrics.com PENTACLE LYRICS
Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 18, 2026