Stalingrad (Rattenkrieg)

Subject: Stalingrad, Music: Tim Donderevo, Lyrics and vocals: Kip Loades

Meine liebling, ich liebe dich, und auf wiedersehen

My love, you must try to hear me
There will be no letter, for we are cut off now
Nothing now can save us, in this broken wasteland

So cold, that I can barely feel my fingers, barely hold my rifle
Oh my God I miss you, we are godforsaken

I keep your photograph inside my head
Now your memories are all I have left
And I lie dreaming on the frozen ground
Of that safe place to return to

So cold, and supplies are low
And the tanks proved useless, and the night brings death
In the rattenkrieg - underneath the streets
Where they kill us in the tunnels

So cold, that I can barely feel my fingers, barely hold my rifle
Oh my God I miss you, we are godforsaken

I keep your photograph inside my head
Now your memories are all I have left
And I lie dreaming on the frozen ground
Of that safe place to return to

How can this be glory?
Still forbidden to surrender

One by one, winter takes us
One by one, hunger takes us
Oh my God I miss you, we are godforsaken

I keep your photograph inside my head
Now your memories are all I have left
And I lie dreaming on the frozen ground
Of that safe place to return to