Fresh from Moscow
Over Volga came to comrades aid
City in despair
Almost crushed by the fuhrers army
O, it&39s colder than hell
Hitlers forces advancing
The sound of mortars
The music of death
A grand symphony
See your friends fall hear them
Pray to the god your country denies
Every man dies alone and when your
Time comes you will know that it&39s time
Stalins fortress on fire
Is this madness or hell
The sound of mortars
The music of death
We&39re playing the devils symphony
Our violins are guns
Conducted from hell
O Stalingrad
Mratnimiat
Are you playing
Do you follow the conductors lead
No one knows you
No one cares about single a single violin
Play the score of the damned
Know the devil within