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March in Their Graves
01:42
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1940
Red threat swarmed from east
to liberate a nation
from capitalistic tyranny
Terror!
They were welcomed by terror
Cold of night and greed of fire.
Parade of soviet victory
turned to march
in their graves.
As death played its symphony.
White death tore division
into the pieces.
Commander escaped
but after field court
had a shot in the neck.
Casualties rose sky-high.
They should not cross
the borderline,
Death
they were welcomed by death.
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2. |
Bastards of NKVD
01:56
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Mission to sakotage
deep behind the lines,
Hellhounds on our trail
certain death is near.
Now it has begun
Race of life and death.
Blood thirsted conviction
Hunted down by NKVD.
Supreme enemy raising
the hammer to crush my skull.
Tools of horror.
Rusted sickle
to slit my throat.
Execution.
Fear must not freeze me now
Pully loaded
round drum - kp-31.
Blood is rushing
through my veins
I raise my submachine-gun.
Pully loaded
round drum - kp-31.
Red light burning in my eyes
they will be outrun,
We are hunted down
by bastards of NKVD.
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3. |
Uraa!
02:19
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Hopeless attack against
the lines enforced
with steel and concrete
Maxim barrels spat flashes
from their nests,
pin pointed fire of artillery
Storm of mortars broke the ranks.
Thousands of shells
rain down on the line.
Superior force by its number
scattered in raging fire
URAA!
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4. |
Under Downpour of Steel
02:10
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Rotten,
lost all traces of humanity.
What is left of me?
Just a shade
of what I used to be.
Living second by second.
Not knowing which one
will be my last.
Whole existence
is waiting for
one final blast.
Endless drumfire
beating our frontline.
Panic breaks
on the bottom of pit.
White knuckles
clenching tight
mud stained rifle.
No place to hide
under the downpour of steel.
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5. |
Treasonist
02:00
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Refused to take
a part to this war.
Made to swore
the oath to the land.
Betrayed my men,
all of them died.
First degree treason -
defection to the other side
I belong to no-one,
This is my private war.
Pight for myself
by my own rules
by my conviction.
Chose the side and took my stand.
Earned their trust
and made them believe.
I lead my comrades to my land.
Shot them dead,
left their corpses for the crows.
I belong to no-one,
This is my private war.
Pight for myself
by my own rules
by my conviction.
Into the hiding,
into the endless woods.
Out from sight,
there is left but enemies.
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6. |
Oh, Katyushka
03:34
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Our cause is just -
persecutors will ke crushed.
No force can enslave us!
Those who oppose
digs their graves in snow piles,
we'll bury enemies
under avalanche of steel.
Oh Katyushka...
"Let him remember
the young and simple maid.
Let him hear
the song she now sings.
Let him protect
his Motherland till end
and their love she will keep"
Oh Katyushka, strike the horror
in their hearts.
Stalin's organs.
Fourteen chords of deadly tune.
Scream of notes filled with doom.
Oh, Katyushka.
Make them to fear your howl
"Maid longing
for her fallen beloved.
No grief can match
for hatred and despise.
Porced in great patriotic war,
shot as traitor
and left behind enemy lines.”
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7. |
Heroin or Rope
02:57
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Recovered,
lying in pieces
on bloodstained sheets.
Can't bare the pain no more,
Pace twisting in agony.
These words are from my heart
father,
landmine tore my foot apart.
Never saw it coming...
Pound myself lying
on the ground,
Tried to get upon my feet
but there was no foot to be found
Dose a day
kept the squel from this pig
but never felt more sick.
Send me heroin or rope, father...
Kneecaps exploding.
Phantom pain in the limb.
Blunt bonesaw amputation,
blood in circulation.
Made friends with the devil
and the deed was done.
Need a shot not out of a gun.
Send me heroin or rope, father...
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8. |
White Desant
02:59
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Captured on guard,
sergeant as rank.
Prisoner of war
thrown to prison camp.
Rats and diseases,
famine and death.
Was given choice.
Still should have
held my breath.
White desant
servant of the red star.
White ‘desant
Broke my oath to live this far.
White desant
in great patriotic war.
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9. |
Burnt Karelia
04:08
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Horrors that men do.
Weight of sins they had to bear.
Price to pay for land held dear.
Haunt of nightmares,
call of those dying and beast
still thirsty for their blood.
Stories to be told,
songs sung in honour.
Sacrifice kept in their hearts.
Dead men won't speak
from their graves.
Of chaos, of fear.
Fought and fell
for tribe and fatherland.
Mothers. As long your stoves
are secured as there is
but one man standing.
We'll soak the ground
with our blood
so nothing grows no more.
We'll burn every house,
we'll slay all living.
We'll poison the lakes
and dam the rivers.
We'll charge every bridge behind.
So,
may Stalin have his Karelia,
may he celebrate his victory
from the throne of
million skulls!
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Archaic Sound Kyiv, Ukraine
Archaic Sound is independent label and distributor dealing with most dark and obscure genres of extreme music. After more than ten years’ experience with different labels we decided to found new project to produce and spread music we like in the way we feel: music with deep spiritual background, instinctiveness and nostalgic touch – all things that became too archaic for modern world. ... more
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