Stand steadfast, the Reds are closing in
We've got to hold out, retreat from Tali
Fierce artillery, situation dire
Secure the frontline, lay low and fire
As the sun begins to rise, artillery strikes
Chaos, as they break through all sides
Hold the VKT-line, else we're cut off and surrounded
Waiting for reinforcements to turn the tide
Counterstrikes ensue, the panzers have arrived
All resistance, now ill-advised
Forcing their retreat, all efforts unmade
Obliterate the Soviet brigade
Vastly outnumbered three to one
This is where men are made and undone
Where death and glory walks hand in hand
They will not break this line, they will not take this land
Reorganization commences
Assemble what's left to the trenches
Vastly outnumbered three to one
This is where men are made and undone
Where death and glory walks hand in hand
They will not break this line, they will not take this land.
Meager forces will defend
As they advance, is there no end?
Futile attempts marked for death
We stand victorious, with nothing left