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[Lyrics - King; Music - Hanneman, King]

Screams of terror across the sea
Begging for mercy in their one final plea
Soldiers prepare to fight to the death
Fighting and killing to their very last breath
Blitzkrieg tactics of the German command
Born with the power of God in his hand
He makes his move to conquer the land
Turning all hopes of life to sand

[Chorus:]
Machine gun fire, blood level higher
Visions of torture and terror to all
Ready for battle awaiting the final command

Hiding in darkness from enemies unseen
Awaiting our victory ending his dream
Cursed are the souls who defy his will
All of which are tortured and ruthlessly killed
Blitzkrieg tactics of the German command
Born with the power of God in his hand
Shocking the world with his mass devastation
He puts all his power in the trust of one nation

[Chorus]

At the crack of dawn they storm again
Hunting, fighting and killing all men
The end is near our time now short
Our kingdoms have fallen as a result of his sport
Blitzkrieg tactics of the German command
Born with the power of God in his hand
Withdrawn from fighting he now takes his leave
Seeking out goals that can't be conceived

[Chorus]
[Lyrics - King; Music - Hanneman, King]    Screams of terror across the sea  Begging for mercy in their one final plea  Soldiers prepare to fight to the death  Fighting and killing to their very last breath  Blitzkrieg tactics of the German command  Born with the power of God in his hand  He makes his move to conquer the land  Turning all hopes of life to sand    [Chorus:]  Machine gun fire, blood level higher  Visions of torture and terror to all  Ready for battle awaiting the final command    Hiding in darkness from enemies unseen  Awaiting our victory ending his dream  Cursed are the souls who defy his will  All of which are tortured and ruthlessly killed  Blitzkrieg tactics of the German command  Born with the power of God in his hand  Shocking the world with his mass devastation  He puts all his power in the trust of one nation    [Chorus]    At the crack of dawn they storm again  Hunting, fighting and killing all men  The end is near our time now short  Our kingdoms have fallen as a result of his sport  Blitzkrieg tactics of the German command  Born with the power of God in his hand  Withdrawn from fighting he now takes his leave  Seeking out goals that can't be conceived    [Chorus]
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