Praetorians reborn, relentless spiral of death Armored spearhead Time of trial, circle of fire Rostow, Charkow, Kursk, Tarnapol Encirclement and outbreak, blood-soaked soil Moments of glory and pride Panzer death ride Death and hell on every side Death and hell on every side From youth under steel command Working toward piece by piece Camouflage gear rips Streams of blood drip Machine guns fire, praying lethal dose Crawl across the killing field Black cross - red star From times, last laurels Black sun shine us forth God's soldiers, without god No respite the blackguard dies Loyal to the bitter end High tide in the east, red deluge On darkened wings death descend Moments of glory and pride Panzer death ride Hell and death in every hide Hell and death in every hide Steel inferno Panzer death ride
2. Tod Und Vernichtung
3. The Hangman Of Prague (Rehearsal)
In the Gothic splendor of the chapel of St. Menceslaus Golden door with seven locks Seven keys within your hand Ancient crown of Behemia placed upon your head Sharpening your spears The hangman?s disciple, vomiting forth death Murderous power, radiate hate, harbinger of suffering The malignance of maledomance rises beyond benevolence Smite your foes that they may die Splattering blood across the sky Architect of genocide, by death taking pride The shape of things to come The shape of things to come The shape of things to come The shape of things to come Thousand-eyed angel of death, armed with flaming sword Spread your wings, let the killing begin The hunter becomes the hunted, hangmen also die Morning red, morning red shines us to soon be dead Retaliating from beyond, killing, blood spilling Wade through carnage Seas of blood Seas of blood Morning red Seas of blood In the Gothic splendor of the chapel of St. Menceslaus Golden door with seven locks Seven keys within your hand Smite your foes that they may die Splattering blood across the sky Architect of genocide, by death taking pride The shape of things to come The shape of things to come The shape of things to come The shape of things to come Hangmen also die Morning red, morning red shines us to soon be dead Retaliating from beyond, killing, blood spilling Wade through carnage Seas of blood Seas of blood Seas of blood Seas of blood
4. Throne Of Rats (Rehearsal)
Plague upon plague Black boil redemption On this sea of rats shall I set my throne Halo of fleas Blood puke salvation Only fire is now clean enough to touch your soul Throne of rats Sword of disease Throne of rats See how the body contracts Until your limbs become a rope of madness Rope of regret The piece of purity Rope of regret Throne of rats Sword of disease Throne of rats Older than time am I, and yes I am for evermore Constantly reshaping reforming to suit your sins Death upon death Black Death redemption On this sea of death shall I claim my crown Halo of death Death puke salvation Only death is now pure enough to forgive your sins Throne of death Justice is done Throne of rats
