Stalingrad's Cross Lyrics

Into the cauldron we march side by side for the glory of the fatherland.
Onto the Volga and oilfields our Luftwaffe rain death upon Stalingrad.
March to the heart of the city and strike at the home of the Bolshevist Class.
Black cross of smoke assuring us victory here in this war of the rats.

West and, fight to survive. Resolved to stay alive.
In streets and frozen fields. Comrades will not yield.
Now - time is blood.
War - total war.
One - million dead.

Counterattack and surround the 6th army, our vengeance has only begun.
Unleashing a wave of destruction and bloodshed, a fury that’s second to none.
Run down the Germans with our tank, leave carcasses mutilated and frozen.
Death lurks around each corner, the enemy forces will soon be undone.

We start to sense our end. We march, starved and frozen.
Our men decimated. It this our penance?

Silence looms and our dead have been taken away. Our youth laid to waste.
Blood soaked snow. Their bodies lay broken and charred along every yard.
Frozen time. Destruction that boggles the mind and shames all mankind.
Mourn our loss. We grieve for our comrades who fell in this city of hell.
This mass grave of those slain in the war of the rats. Cross of Stalingrad.