Storm the beach, through the gates of hell
The sky rains down a storm, of hellfire and shells
Around me, bullets mark the ground
I can only hear, the distant battle sounds
Gone ablaze, the fire from the fields
My skin has torn apart, these wounds will never heal
Damaged, blinded by the haze
My grip begins to fall, my mind begins to stray
The light is closing in
A hellish land you went through
Your breath is growing thin
Times are dire
Men on steed are waiting
By their sides their guns drawn
Feel your heart still beating
Under Fire
Memory, fades into a vengeance
Fueled by my own hate, heed and feel my penance
Blinding light, Satan shields his eyes
Only there to watch, angels start to cry
My own fate, it lies beneath the ground
I stand where I will die, I pray my corpse be found
Slaughter, the blood streaks down my chest
A bullet pierces skin, I soon will join the rest
The light is closing in
A hellish land you went through
Your breath is growing thin
Times are dire
Men on steed are waiting
By their side their guns drawn
Feel your heart still beating
Under Fire
Free my men, to their righteous graves
Their lives shall end in hell, we die as battle slaves
Onwards, the blitzkrieg never ends
As bodies mark our past, our fury we will send
Salted blood, finds the beach's sand
To breach the walls of death, to conquer unjust land
Finished, but rage infects the air
As men will turn to husk, a shell of what was there
The light is closing in
A hellish land you went through
Your breath is growing thin
Times are dire
Men on steed are waiting
By their side their guns drawn
Feel your heart still beating
Under Fire