Under the Wings of the Empire - Torture Squad

Panzer division marching to kill

Bloody days… run to the hills

Feel the impact of the bombs in the land

And hear the song of the end

A lot of jews transported to hell

In your eyes a silent yell

Under the flag of superior race

Auschwitz-Birkenau… just disgrace

Under the wings of the empire

Slaves in a factory called death

Awful stench of burned flesh

Gas chambers working everyday

Scorching one by one total disarray

Trench of corpse rotting to the sky

Portrait of a mass homicide

Agony!

Anguish!

Nothing to feed

Old men, children dying by the breed

Under the wings of the empire

Wings of the empire

Under the wings of…

Wings of the empire!!!

Fuhrer rules with iron hands

In the name of the Deustchland

Made with blood and malevolence… goals!!!

Walk to death, cursed destiny

Pile of deads, enormous butchery

A cold cruelty behind of the barbed wire

Torture!

Humiliation!

Meanness desires

Dying vision, smell of demise

Seduced by slanders and his lies

The open wound of stupidity

Monsters living your own monstrosity

Under the flag of the job and liberty

Soldiers in service of the tyranny

Try to make a new reich

Remember the holocaust, aching pride

We don’t need a new genocide

We don’t want to hear the battle cry

I reject your repressive way

I spit on your swastika… and in your face

Under the wings of empire (bis)