Here they come
On wings of steel
To fly across
The fields of doom
The tanks roll in
So feirce and mean
The weak will fall
To their knees
Machine guns pump
Shells of death
Straight into
A Nazi's chest
A world on fire
Blood stained land
Count your days
'Cos they will end
Blood stained land - he raped his land
Blood stained land - it comes from his hand
The fire spreads
Like a plague
Through the streets
Of dead Berlin
On April, thirty
Of forty-five
Blondi tastes
Cold cyanide
He takes a gun
And Eva dies
He says a prayer
Then ends his life
No more screams
A sound of death
The Führer's cause
Is at its end
Blood stained land - he raped his land
Blood stained land - it comes from his hand