Attero!
Dominatus!
Berlin is burning

Denique!
Interimo!
The reich has fallen


We stand at the gates of Berlin
With two and a half million men

With six thousand tanks in our ranks
Use them as battering rams


Artillery leading our way
A million grenades has been launched
The !@(^s must pay for their crimes

The wings of the eagle has been broken

Marshall Zhukov's orders:

Serve me Berlin on a plate!
Disregard the losses
The city is ours to take


The price of a war must be payed
Millions of lives has been lost

The price must be paid by the men
That started the war in the 30's


The spring of the year 45'
The year when the !@(^s will fall
We're inside the gates of Berlin

The beak of the eagle is broken

Comrade Stalins orders:

Serve me it's head on a plate
Disregard the losses
The eagle's land is ours to take


March!
Fight!

Die!
In Berlin!
March!

Fight!
Conquer!
Berlin!