| Steel dawn
|
| Come morning — Come death
|
| Always forward — Never back
|
| Like a sniper at the gate of Hell
|
| Rising out of the black
|
| Dawn campaign — Dawn campaign
|
| Like the wolf rushes in
|
| Crawling in to the warzone
|
| Feel the flamer’s kiss
|
| Running with the Hellhounds
|
| Up on Flamethrower-Ridge
|
| Here’s no rules of engagement
|
| Feel the copper taste of fear
|
| Necrophilia In the ditches
|
| Violated — Dawn of death is here
|
| (War-torn — Dawn of death is here)
|
| (It's here — Dawn of death is here)
|
| Will of iron
|
| Chained to this ditch
|
| This pain is just weakness leaving my body
|
| Death next to nature
|
| Red dawn in Hell
|
| Time to put them bodies in those graves
|
| «Fly-trap bodycount rises
|
| Taking point — And rushing forth
|
| All I saw as I closed my eyes
|
| The endless lines of body bags at home
|
| Fearless in the face of the aggressor
|
| Another clip — Another dawn
|
| With pockets full of fear countless dog-tags
|
| Marching out — This last day of our bones»
|
| «On this last day of our bones
|
| Into the meat-grinder of war» |