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Concrete walls |
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A mountain of silence |
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Beast of prey's perspiration |
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The hangman's chorus echoes forth |
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Where suicide and silence whisper |
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Their sacrosanct promises |
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Keep smell of station and gray death |
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Millions of snowflakes between the wolf-packs |
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Grinding thunder in the east |
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Gott mit uns ! |
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Tyrannic lightning in the west |
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Blood and ash |
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Severe reprisals ahead |
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The blood is shaken in the Reich |
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As thousand-fold vengeance take form |
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The floodgates of hate are open |
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And execution squads let loose |
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Feral and bleak - high treason, deceit |
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Millions of snowflakes between the wolf-packs |
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The July sun is burning still |
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Upon the wolf's lair |
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Above us eaglets learn to kill |
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Above the sleigh tracks |
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Concrete walls, a mountain of silence |
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Beast of prey's perspiration |
|
The hangman's chorus echoes forth |
|
Where suicide and silence whisper |
|
Their sacrosanct promises |
|
Keep smell of station and gray death |
|
Millions of snowflakes between the wolf-packs |
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Alliance broken in the south |
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Gott mit uns ! |
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Newfound slumber in the north |
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The July sun is burning still |
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Upon the wolf's lair |
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Above us eaglets learn to kill |
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Above the sleigh tracks |
