Artista: Hail Of Bullets
  Canción: Inferno At The Carpathian Mountains

The main armies defeated 
Remains are heading West 
Towards the safety of the Reich 
Between them and the homeland 
Lies one final obstacle 
A passage through the Carpaths 
Known as impentrable 

Few challenging passes 
Ravines dark and deep 
Ascending 2000 meters 
Where roads are bad and steep 
Units without officers 
Deserters from imprisonment 
Over threatening white peaks 

Nowhere light, nowhere shelter 
Not a sign of life 
A desolate dreary region 
Where no-one can survive the misdemeanours 
The crimes against mankind 
The last halts of abundance 
They left them far behind 

Fury firgures wrapped in grey blankets 
Will-less eyes gaze into nothingless 
Stare through this pathetic procession 
A long cortege of infatuation 

Tired sullen faces 
Feet blistered and sore 
Their clothing is threadbare 
Soles tied up with cords 

A mountainrange afflicted by the cold 
Icy wind brings horizontal 
At the Carpathian Inferno 

A lump of snow is looming 
Alongside of the track 
The tombstone of two comrades 
Who died silent, back to back 
Faces remain nameless 
Wheels crush splintered bones 
Frozen death is painless 
On this god-forgotten road