Sturmbataillon - Division Speed

Hearts were pumping — I couldn’t believe myself

The long time waiting finally got to twelve

Our power laid in chains — Casted from military drill

But the butchering fantasies never left our will

Holding MG’s high — To crush is our pride

Losing all control unleashes our great might

Eternal clrerance was our sion

Symbolic vengeance

To sign the future’s brain

I feel the dust that I’ve ever felt

I smell the corpses that I’ve ever smelled

I hear the Flak that I’ve ever heard

I cure the blood that I’ve ever cured

Sturmbatallion

Sturmbatallion

Sturmbatallion

Sturmbatallion

With our troops the last ones left

True elitist war machine — marked as trash

With our troops the last ones left

True fanatic warriors — drilled to crash

I feel the dust that I’ve ever felt

I smell the corpses that I’ve ever smelled

I hear the Flak that I’ve ever heard

I cure the blood that I’ve ever cured

Sturmbatallion

Sturmbatallion

Sturmbatallion

Sturmbatallion

Hearts were pumping — I couldn’t believe myself

The long time waiting finally got to twelve

Our power laid in chains — Casted from military drill

But the butchering fantasies never left our will

I hear the Flak that I’ve ever heard

I cure the blood that I’ve ever cured

Sturmbatallion

Sturmbatallion

Sturmbatallion

Sturmbatallion