An open wound since World War I,
Feeding the hatred of a tyranny to come.
Empowered and selected in 1933,
The Wolf hunger
rises in Germany.
Across Europe the sirens are screaming,
The eagle attacks with raw aggression,
To expand or die: the
Stomping boots demands total submission.
In the spring of 1940, our shores are in the aim,
Our coastline is
covered by allied mines.
German battleships are heading north,
The day of Operation Westerbung comes forth.
Air raid sirens
the first sign of war,
The threatening hum that no one can ignore,
With German aircrafts in sight
We know death and destruction
are coming tonight.
Cause every way you turn,
You can see how Europe burns,
Contradictory to our leaders pray,
The war has