Völkerschlacht

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Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 21, 2026

Auf geht's, ihr deutschen Patrioten Heut naht die Entscheidungsschlacht Fürs Vaterland gegen die Franzosen Bis dann unser Werk vollbracht Deutsches Blut habt ihr geopfert Kein Leben geschont im Eroberungskrieg Deutschland geplündert und geschunden Heute zählt nur unser Sieg For the last liberating battle People gave gold for steel Die Sonne steht am heiteren Himmel Ist eingehüllt in Pulverdampf Wie blasses Mondlicht schaut sie nun Voll Wehmut auf den Heldenkampf 1813 Zu Leipzig kämpften sie In der Völkerschlacht Das Volk gab Gold für Eisen Für die letzte Schlacht Mit anderen Nationen Eine große Macht Sachsen, Bayern, Preußen Und noch viele mehr Gegen Napoleons Heer Weit hörte man die Waffen klingen Der Sturm tobte über Totenberge In die Flucht waren sie geschlagen Befreit ward unsere Heimaterde Together with other nations Fighting till Victory 1813 Zu Leipzig starben sie Für die Freiheit Das Volk gab Gold für Eisen Für die letzte Schlacht Mit anderen Nationen Eine große Macht Sachsen, Bayern, Preußen Für den Befreiungsschlag In der Völkerschlacht For the last liberating battle People gave gold for steel Together with other nations Fighting till Victory

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 21, 2026

He is a master of torture, well proven in Killing, He is the executor of the verdict, praised by the judge, For determent his gallows are visible from far away. Nobody knows how many convicts he did slay. Mutilated bodies, the entrails he tore out After pain and agonies, their lives were over. Shunned by the public, yet princely remunerated, he solitarily lived on the outskirts of town. He lurked inside his house, was only seen for the killing, He was the servant of death. It drove him mad, Horrific sights he had to endure every day, At the gallows they did find him, stone dead. He was the executioner, His life was death, On the outskirts he solitarily lived.

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 21, 2026

A commander almost without blemish and blame, scion of ancient Meissner-nobility. Very early, he became an apprentice to the trade of war. One of the best was he in the Saxon army Soon was he appointed the major of the own Sonnenstein, then besieged by wild and ferocious hordes, To maintain the fortress, he was willing, To achieve this task, his troops he had been drilling, The White Tower, already in the grip of the foes, but the recaptured… Just one of many actions that made him a hero was that he never surrendered the fortress, No bullet, no mine and no fire could help the adversaries, the stronghold withstood. Defended by Siegmund and his brave men, 150 days in total wore away, No men, no bullet, no mines brought the walls to tumble down. - No army, no weapons, no fire destroyed the fortress Sonnenstein

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 21, 2026

In 1422, the Hussites crossed our land, They murdered and pillaged until They reached the valley of Gottleuba, 14 braves men were prepared (to sacrifice), To stop the enemy in their tracks for a short amount of time, 14 men marched into battle, They knew they didn’t stand a chance To save their wives and children, for they themselves were lost. The army of Hussites they could resist for three solid hours. Then the last courageous warrior died by the sword. But all the other people were able to escape, and so all was spared by the enemy's fire

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 21, 2026

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Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 21, 2026

A vicious scheme, but betrayed by himself, a smith's menial in the town of Pirna he was. Brutally he did slaughter his master, the master's wife, her mother and child, For this nefarious deed he was on trial, charged with fourfold murder and the crime of stealing DEATH is the sentence. The mob is gathering with anticipation. But before the verdict's exertion the convict is made penitent by tortures. According to judgement and law he is pinched with blistering pincers, that pierce into his flesh; on the four corners of the market place. Wretchedly he is dragged to the court. There is no use in screaming. There is no mercy. His right hand they chop off and four rips are cut out of his back. But since death would be a salvation for him they skewer him onto a pole, The agonies are still not over. He lives for another 25 hours. The plebs is thrilled, being released from the villain, cheering for him to repent his actions. Repent thy deeds! Atone, sinner, atonel Regret while you're still alive! Your end is coming soon! Atoned after eternal torment. Redeemed by death at last. The mob deterred and freed from the evil that is now past.

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 21, 2026

Saviour of Pirna was his eternal name- His brave deed will never be forgotten The castle was not to be captured, so the town was plundered, Withdrawal ordered by Banèr The town should burn out of revenge for the humiliation, Just two hours for the inhabitants to run for their lives. Despite the praying and pleading - there was no mercy from the inexorable Swedish cohorts. A man with heart and gallantry, on whom the people's last hope rested, was the chemist Theophilus Jacobäer. In the highest danger to Magdalena Sibylla The did ride to solicit a charter of protection for Pirna. Despite the praying and pleading there was no mercy from the inexorable Swedish cohorts. Voller Angst und Schmerz Muss das Volke ziehen in der Frist von Stunden Aus ihrer Heimat fliehen Mit Greisen, Weib und Kinde Ohne Hab und Gut Vor dem Tode fliehen He returned with the rescuing letter on the 25th of September 1639 With the last strength, his horse did carry him Despite all the difficulties he arrived at Banèr in time. Despite the praying and pleading, there was no mercy But now the Swedish hordes had to withdraw By the last minute tho catastrophe was alerted The saviour of Pirna he was now called. Earnings and honour he thus did obtain Saviour of Pirna was now his eternal name. The saviour of Pirna we are indebted tos His brave deed will never be forgotten.

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 21, 2026

Plagued by hunger the pay was rare. Under marshal Bader they crossed Saxony They were no men of honour, (on they marauded and plundered. The were men from different countries strolling in disgrace. The impertl troops in their new vesture ran cowardly away took to their heels, On their way to Bohemia, almost without resistance, in front of the town they now did stand. The place was taken by storm, the battle was short. 600 men lay down in the mud, Still chestronghold stood there despite the superiority Fearless men faced the combat. It was the Swedish army The Swedish army.

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 21, 2026

(spoken words) Now your time has come Don't be afraid of your last journey You have fought bravely And your deeds will stay in the hearts and minds You never lived kneeling, but you stood your ground Let yourself go and do your last breath

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 21, 2026

Searching In The Darkness, Running From The Day Hiding From Tomorrow, Nothing Left To Say Victims Of The Moment, Future Deep In Doubt Living In A Whisper Until We Start To Shout We're Creatures Of The Night, We're Creatures Of The Night, Hey Breathing In The Madness, Spitting Out The Lies Searching For An Answer, Keep Your Alibis Don't Know Where We're Goin', Just Know Where We've Been Remember When The Clock Strikes Twelve, The Losers Always Win We're Creatures Of The Night, We're Creatures Of The Night, Hey Searching In The Darkness, Running From The Day Hiding From Tomorrow, Nothing Left To Say Gathering Up Our Courage, Ready For The Fight Howling In The Shadows Until We Start To Bite We're Creatures Of The Night, We're Creatures Of The Night Creatures Of The Night, We're Creatures Of The Night

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 21, 2026