Hearts were pumping - I couldn't believe myself
The long time waiting finally got to twelve
Our power laid in chains - casted from military drill
But the butchering fantasies never left our will

Holding MG's high - to crush is our pride
Losing all control unleashes our great might
Eternal clrerance was our sion
Symbolic vengeance
To sign the future's brain

I feel the dust that I've ever felt
I smell the corpses that I've ever smelled
I hear the Flak that I've ever heard
I cure the blood that I've ever cured

Sturmbatallion
Sturmbatallion
Sturmbatallion
Sturmbatallion

With our troops the last ones left
True elitist war machine - marked as trash
With our troops the last ones left
True fanatic warriors - drilled to crash

I feel the dust that I've ever felt
I smell the corpses that I've ever smelled
I hear the Flak that I've ever heard
I cure the blood that I've ever cured

Sturmbatallion
Sturmbatallion
Sturmbatallion
Sturmbatallion

Hearts were pumping - I couldn't believe myself
The long time waiting finally got to twelve
Our power laid in chains - casted from military drill
But the butchering fantasies never left our will

I hear the Flak that I've ever heard
I cure the blood that I've ever cured

Sturmbatallion
Sturmbatallion
Sturmbatallion
Sturmbatallion