Fresh from Moscow

Over Volga came to comrades aid

City in despair

Almost crushed by the führers army

Oh it's 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's time

Stalins fortress on fire

Is this madness or hell

The sound of mortars

The music of death

We're playing the devils symphony

Our violins are guns

Conducted from hell

Oh 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