Doomsday Elite

Spearheaded scythe in the heart of Poland
 Reaping the west, strict coulters of flame
 Vast hecatombs of blood and life-force
 Ferociously marching through the Balkans
 All barrels pointing towards the east
 Death's head and oak-leaves; doomsday elite
 Toiling through despair and the frozen steppes
 White tigers in Kharkov - black hunters ablaze
 The eastern skyline again flaming red
 Across Russian wastelands with hardened hearts
 Blaze of destruction - Caucasian fields
 Blood and sunflowers, desperate trail of Kursk
 Disarmament march on broken axis ground
 Kampfgroups move forward, Zhitomir in flames
 Bleeding under cruel suns in Villers-Bocage
 Maybach engines roar through the Ardennes
 All barrels pointing towards the east
 Death's head and oak-leaves; doomsday elite
 Faith in weapons yet to come
 Crises the skeleton key cant unlock
 Faith in victories yet unseen
 Spring awakening flares up, reality unfolds
 Odyssey of the black praetorians
 Asphalt soldiers stuck in obstinate mud
 Death's head ussar's eternal march
 False honor prospers betrayal stands tall
 Aimfully oiling the engine of war
 Sowing a wind - harvesting a storm
 Faith in weapons yet to come
 Crises the skeleton key cant unlock
 Faith in victories yet unseen
 Spring awakening flares up, reality unfolds