Iron Cross - Posthumous - Ragnarok

Infernal machinegun fire

Nocturnal winter dire

The Stalinorgan plays

A hellish serenade

Human remains lie scattered

All that’s left of my brothers

A darkened sky decends

The hail of steel prevails

Iron Cross — Posthumous

Hear the sound

Incoming shell

Feel the steel

My fate is sealed

My blood is shed

Christ has fled

Feel the pain

See the stain

God is dead

For whom I bled

Satan’s real

He’ll cut me a deal

I grind my teeth

Get on my feet

A clenched fist of putrid stench

The corpses have ripened nicely

The eerie sound of tanks

Drawing nearer on my flank

Your God isn’t here today

Satan has come to stay

Pick carefully the side

Of which you choose to fight

Iron Cross — Posthumous

I slip and slide

No way to hide

I run towards

The awaiting hordes

My path is stained

With human remains

Path of entrails

I’m already dead

The honour’s mine

I stood my ground

I didn’t give in

To anything

Ragnarok

Valhalla is my destiny

I found my soul

In Odin’s hall