… Of Frost and War

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Hear the engines roaring Hear the grinding steel Advancing divisions Behind armored wheels They're diving through the clouds They're staggering through the mud Panic, fear and terror An enemy on the run Artillery is plowing The earth of foreign land Screaming Stukas drop their deadly load Einsatzgruppen murdering On the Führer's command Heavy caliber mortars explode Seven armies marching About 3 million man Operation Barbarossa Sealing Russia's end Nebelwerfer launching Granates scourge the ground Heralds of the Blitzkrieg Hell can't bear their sound Iron wall of fire Glowing melting sand 60 centimeter railway guns An earth-quaking thunder From the hinterland Forged in flames this pandemonium We were ordered eastward Hate is on our side Born and raised to fight Global domination Stalwart to the core The mother of all wars Brainwashed for destruction Tools for the Third Reich Breed of indoctrination All of you must die Annihilate resistance None of them were warned Suffering from starvation Insufficiently armed Decapitated soldiers Rattling torsos cry Horses mutilated Neighing agonized Facing Armageddon Total war is here Superior material and men Tire tracks approaching Gruesome death is near Another comrade's life comes to an end

Submitted by Warbringer — Nov 10, 2025

One last natural obstacle The Luga river crossed Determined to take Leningrad No matter the cost Not the final storm attack Awe and disbelief Build up the surrounding A city under siege Man the ramparts and the barricades Attempts fail to break through this blockade In a circle of hostility Easy target for artillery Intruder fire comes from everywhere Inhabitants completely unprepared Provision depots go up in flames Replenishments burn down whilst on their way Stocks increasing, low rations In the clasp of starvation Famine stirs up apathy Hunger seals their destiny Skeletons once human Consuming saw-dust bread Meal of glue a substitute As they starve to death With all windows broken It begins to freeze Starvelings collapsing Bodies pave the streets Over Lake Ladoga Logistics on ice Evacuate the wounded Bringing in supplies 900 days it lasted The brutal cruel bloodshed The massacred children Never to forget

Submitted by NecroGod — Nov 10, 2025

Scorched earth lies behind them On schedule they are Accompanied by victory They came from very far Drunken of the lootings Ares on their side Guides them to disaster About to turn the tide Autumn at the Eastern Front Still they do proceed Heavy rains are setting in The attack is losing speed 8 Miles left to Moscow Her suburbs now in sight The 3rd and 4th Panzerarmies Vainly wait for their supplies Plod on through the filth On impassible roads Hardly making progress Streets turn in to floods Winter at the Eastern Front They do no longer proceed Heavy cold is setting in Forcing troops to raise the siege Stumbling, wading through the blizzard rage Advance halts, disappears in snow and ice Iwan laughs, welcoming General Winter White scourges, natural mighty allies Standing ground, sharpening frost, minus 40 Frozen oil, silences artillery Swollen limbs, scorbutics, cracking army Landsers cry, thousands die, catastrophe Awaiting the turning point patiently The Soviets launch their attack Trying to break through the German flanks To encounter them at their backs Siberians in winter uniform And well-equipped for the fight Offensives unleashed from the North to the South To cut right through their supply lines Finally the order Preparing to retreat The Wehrmacht has to withdraw Or else will face defeat Despite of all losses The Red Army has failed An impasse at the Eastern Front And none have prevailed 60 miles from Moscow In winter positions Exhausted from the war But the battle rages on

Submitted by Immortal — Nov 10, 2025

Surviving the winter Gathering some strength The madman is determined To shorten the war's length Overestimated Troops capacity Send them back to hell again At Satan's mercy A movement to the South Different strategy The center of hostilities To destroy industry Mobilize the legions Unleash the dogs of war Ride the beast of death again Advancing once more Once more Penetrating panzers Drive their armored wedge Zealots incite infantry Over the edge Rumbling through the steppe In clouds of dust and sand Soviet troops seem scattered In abandoned land The gates of Hades open Marching through hell's door The fiendish hordes are advancing once more The gates of Hades open Marching through hell's door The fiendish hordes are advancing once more Storming with full throttle The plains of the Kaukasus Leave their banner waving On Mount Elbrus The oilfields are burning There's no turning back Russian self-destruction Horizon's colored black The gates of Hades open Marching through hell's door The fiendish hordes are advancing once more Ride the beast of death again Unleash the dogs of war The fiendish hordes are advancing once more Once more

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Nov 10, 2025

Plundering SS units Prisoners rot in camps The old and weak were shot Defeatists got hanged Nationwide extortion No one can survive A starving population Miserably dies Silently they disappeared at night Joined the other hungry wolves to fight To slay and maim and kill the fascist beast The cutthroat invaders of their East Blowing up the bridges Undermine the streets Attacking the convoys Leave cold dead German meat Sabotage the railways Behind enemy lines Bombing army transports Destroy telephone wires A merciless strike from out of the dark Witness the Russian partisan's trademark All they have is their hate to feed on Ambush another enemy patrol Hiding in the forest Or villages nearby Like the pack they are prowling And only hunt at night Lying in the slush Buried deep in snow Always facing death Ready for the blow Marching, creeping, waiting Snipers in the trees Aiming, shooting, killing These wolves will have their feast Their feast Slit their fucking throats

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Nov 10, 2025

Summer 1941 Instructors start to train A night bomber squadron The 588th Regiment of women From pilots to mechanics Claim their role in history These aviatrixes Polikarpov biplanes Providing ground support Temperature plummeting To -54 Climbing the dark clouded sky Engaged in dog-fights Up to 18 missions In one single night High above Rodina For the umpteenth raid Female fighter aces Send their bombs away Through the deafening sirens Struck by heavy flak Although riddled with bullets All made it safely back Shrieking madonnas Lead spitting banshees Baptize them in fire Iron Valkyries Incoming Nachthexen Set the ground ablaze Push the throttle up again And hear their screams in pain In pain

Submitted by Morgoth — Nov 10, 2025

Hell at the South-West Front Near Kletskaja village Katyusha launchers introducing Voronovs barrage A hail of 80 minutes lasting Screaming shrapnel steel Grinding stunned Rumanians In disorder they flee Falling on soil that never was theirs Mercilessly chased by unknown heirs Dying eyes meet furious Soviet wrath Cautiously determined, striking hard Meanwhile from the Donfront Comes the second assault A large number of forces Impossible to halt Chaos is complete As a third attack begins Pincer movements leading all Towards the Kalatsj bridge MGs rip and tear through hardened flesh Massive seem the dark tank silhouettes Invulnerable deadly T-34 Hear the Stormoviks in the sky roar The crucial offensive of the war Давай, Давай, Давай! Essential coordination As important as speed Don't give Fritz the time To get back on his frozen feet The brave heroic 62nd Of Tsjukov stood its ground Between Don and Volga Soldiers bodies mount Now surrounding according to plan 330000 man Left to die without ammo or food The crucial offensive of World War II

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Nov 10, 2025

After the crucial offensive Follows a shameful retreat An attack against the western flank And they might escape defeat Forced into hedge-hog position The bunker in Berlin commands A breakthrough is strictly prohibited Thus murdering thousands of men Feeding them with empty promises Assuring them they will get out The 6th army's faith in its Führer Obedience without a doubt Von Manstein's relief not succeeding The panzers of Hoth are pushed back Experiencing their own tactic Entrapped in this Kesselschlacht Foremost frontlines changing daily Innumerable casualties In overcrowded field hospitals No ending to the injuries Evacuating Marinowka The pulverized 3rd ID On the high road to Karpowka Leftovers of infantry Passing the horse cadavers A path marked with bloodstains Distorted division vehicles Cracked skulls, pieces of brains Crooked frozen bodies Soldiers die where they fell Crawling on the trail of treason Entering the portal to hell To hell The clearance of Pitomnik In the raging snow Desperate Junkers planes Circling above Wounded forgotten Metal, blood and dirt Running to the safety Of Stalingrad's outskirts Run Puny figures sleeping In stinking holes Thick fog and black smoke Living like moles Undernourished troopers Turn into dust Typhoid and dysentery Vaporizing pus Pus Eating their comrades entrails Accompanied by crows Chaplains commit suicide As there's no god above Everywhere the carcasses Too frozen to eat Nothing to fight for And no more blood to bleed

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Nov 10, 2025

An absurd order given Sheer astonishment Organize new defense lines With shattered regiments Fight to the last bullet Never to withdraw Approval of the death sentence Berlin's will is law Law Rejecting the final ultimatum All forbidden to negotiate A threatening liquidation of an army Still refusing to capitulate Leading their men into senseless battle Ordering men to continue the fight Comfortable generals in warm barracks In the open fields their soldiers die Blood on filthy hands Insanity commands Recruiting the starving and the crippled Crimping the wounded and the diseased Executing the looting amputated Closing cruel eyes for their infamy Praising the emaciated faces Lots of decorations but no bread Frozen human flesh amongst the ruins Cannibals consume the burning dead The pathos of treason Blood on filthy hands Till the last convulsion Insanity commands The pathos of treason Blood on filthy hands Till the last convulsion Insanity commands

Submitted by Nargaroth — Nov 10, 2025

The main armies defeated Remains are heading West Towards the safety of the Reich Weary and distressed Between them and the homeland Lies one final obstacle A passage through the Carpaths Known as impenetrable Few challenging passes Ravines dark and deep Ascending 2000 meters Where roads are bad and steep Units without officers Deserters, refugees Running from imprisonment Over threatening white peaks Nowhere light, nowhere shelter Not a sign of life A desolate dreary region Where no one can survive The ravishing, the misdemeanors The crimes against mankind The last halts of abundance They left them far behind Puny figures wrapped in gray blankets Will-less eyes gaze into nothingness Stare through this pathetic procession A long cortege of infatuation Tired sullen faces Feet blistered and sore Their clothing is threadbare Soles tied up with cords A mountain range afflicted by the cold Icy wind brings horizontal snow At the Carpathian inferno A lump of snow is looming Alongside of the track The tombstone of two comrades Who died silent, back to back Faces remain nameless Wheels crush splintered bones Frozen death is painless On this god-forgotten road

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Nov 10, 2025

Berlin Last nest of resistance In which children fight Old and young mobilized Berlin The city burning Buildings collide A treacherous suicide Between the ruins Where ravens fed On the bodies of the dead Just one more battle And one more storm The war is over It is done Delirious the rapings The men have died A Soviet victor Germany cries

Submitted by NecroGod — Nov 10, 2025