Hail of Bullets
EP • 2009
Trapped between two despots The cry for battle calls Soviets at the Vistula The Hun inside the walls Resistance a tradition Poland to be free Finishing oppression Regaining liberty Claiming back their territory Bloodshed for such precious land Withdrawing hated enemy The final struggle is at hand Armia Krajowa Patriots mobilized Many unarmed soldiers Weapons improvised National rebellion Expect to last one week Primitive devices Guerrilla techniques Bravery, pride and heroism Honor and determination Against tanks and artillery Dying hard battalions The Soviets massacred thousands in Katyn So they know precisely what to expect Decades more of brutal submission Tyrant Stalin stabs them in the back Abandoned by the feeble Western Allies Responsible for all the brave who died Whilst their brothers freed Monte Cassino They surrendered with their heads up high
Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025
Transatlantic airliners, groundbreaking design Diverse heavy duty taskmachine Aerial reconnaissance, maritime patrol Detecting and attacking submarines Troops or cargo transport, delivering the fuel Main virtue: long operating range New high-tech equipment, destructive deathbird Liberator B-24J Conglomerated squadrons Motioned by the alarm Rotating propellers Airborne of the swarm A high altitude mission Above enemy ground Messerschmidts approaching Turrets firing rounds Acknowledging all targets The industrial heart Gunners fighting bandits As the bombings start Cities cracking in tornadic fires Installations bursting in the blaze Burning asphalt, huge raging inferno Salute the fallen, then return to base
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025
He spent his life a silent sentinel For all to fear He walks, he talks, he thinks, he feels But no one dare goes near He takes in all he sees Nothing escapes his gaze And when he strikes, he strikes for right A glorious sight Destroyer Destroyer Destroyer He's in town He came to be from a grand mistake A mystical charade Created to decide the good And bring repercussive aid As awareness filled his fame He examined those who leered Then he cleaved the air with his fiery stare Rend all those there Destroyer Destroyer Destroyer He's in town A day will come, you'll be drawn into The center of your town And come upon a mass of steel That cracks the very ground Prepare to meet your judge Don't think to run away Just pray your face holds no disgrace For the deadly ace Destroyer Destroyer Destroyer He's in Destroyer Destroyer Destroyer He's in town Oh, he's in town You better stay out of his way He's gonna kick your ass Yeah! Destroyer
Submitted by Grave666 — 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 Pestilence — Apr 26, 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 VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 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 Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025
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