[00:00.00] 作词 : Philipp Hanfland
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Philipp Hanfland
[00:32.67]Nights dark face of spoil shines bright
[00:36.54]Over the fields of our hateful war
[00:38.85]I feel weary and sick
[00:41.49]Fear nothing but death
[00:44.07]I want to break out
[00:46.62]To quit and surrender
[00:49.32]Master's rotten voice
[00:51.87]Commands and guides me
[01:03.42]My thoughts drift away
[01:05.61]Certain warmth touches my mind
[01:08.10]Last summer's souvenirs
[01:10.56]Memories of faded days
[01:14.28]I feel the chilly winds of death
[01:19.41]Creeping up my back
[01:22.05]And taking control of me
[01:24.15]Night falls, night falls
[01:31.50]When the night falls
[01:35.85]Night falls
[01:40.23]When the night falls down on me
[01:43.08]I hear the screams of death
[01:46.08]When the cold wind touches my face
[01:48.93]I smell the scents of death
[01:52.02]I can smell it, I can hear it
[01:54.87]I can see it, I can feel
[01:57.78]I can smell it, I can hear it
[02:00.51]I can see it, I can feel
[02:03.27]When the night falls down on me
[02:06.00]I hear the screams of death
[02:08.94]When the cold wind touches my face
[02:11.64]I smell the scents of death
[02:27.81]Now it's our time to fight
[02:30.72]Shells and balls of fire
[02:33.96]Leading us to our grave
[02:37.38]Maybe just some yards ahead
[02:54.06]I stumble my way through the mixture
[02:56.82]Of barbed wire and blood
[02:58.77]I forget to think, to react or to fight
[03:02.43]Waves of soldiers rise and fall
[03:04.86]I want to break out
[03:07.41]To quit and surrender
[03:10.08]Master's rotten voice
[03:12.63]Commands and guides me
[03:24.06]The last thing I feel
[03:26.13]Is the frozen pain, pain of death
[03:28.98]Opening me the gates
[03:32.61]Of Satan's glowing hell
[03:35.25]I feel the chilly winds of death
[03:40.20]Creeping up my back
[03:42.87]And taking control of me
[04:03.12]Now it's our time to fight
[04:06.15]Shells and balls of fire
[04:09.48]Leading us to our grave
[04:12.93]Maybe just some yards ahead
[04:21.96]Some yards ahead

作词 : Philipp Hanfland
作曲 : Philipp Hanfland
Nights dark face of spoil shines bright
Over the fields of our hateful war
I feel weary and sick
Fear nothing but death
I want to break out
To quit and surrender
Master's rotten voice
Commands and guides me
My thoughts drift away
Certain warmth touches my mind
Last summer's souvenirs
Memories of faded days
I feel the chilly winds of death
Creeping up my back
And taking control of me
Night falls, night falls
When the night falls
Night falls
When the night falls down on me
I hear the screams of death
When the cold wind touches my face
I smell the scents of death
I can smell it, I can hear it
I can see it, I can feel
I can smell it, I can hear it
I can see it, I can feel
When the night falls down on me
I hear the screams of death
When the cold wind touches my face
I smell the scents of death
Now it's our time to fight
Shells and balls of fire
Leading us to our grave
Maybe just some yards ahead
I stumble my way through the mixture
Of barbed wire and blood
I forget to think, to react or to fight
Waves of soldiers rise and fall
I want to break out
To quit and surrender
Master's rotten voice
Commands and guides me
The last thing I feel
Is the frozen pain, pain of death
Opening me the gates
Of Satan's glowing hell
I feel the chilly winds of death
Creeping up my back
And taking control of me
Now it's our time to fight
Shells and balls of fire
Leading us to our grave
Maybe just some yards ahead
Some yards ahead