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Blocked in this suffocating end

Under the destroying red hand

Constant mental pressure of death

Embraced with cold tombed walls

20 meters under the massacred ground

Covered with burning corpses around

The smeel of fluent skin, flesh

Can be still scented profound

Thousend years empire falling in fire

Sheltered sky, of aviation dire

Superior, world domination dreams

Outvoted by soldiers last screams

Attack command, again again

Enemies offer to capitulate

Forbidden, not another 1918

To victory or to death

Killing, slaughting till death

Adrenalline, fucking mad

The more they kill

The less they feel

Kill... kill... kill...