Here are some of mine:
Motörhead - Voices from the war
Where do all the dead men go
From the battlefields?
Where are their exploded bones
Their useless swords and shields?
In the Hall of Ancient gods,
Are they now at peace,
Or are they fighting evermore
To earn their last release?
Midgard, Heaven, Kingdom Come
Are they all the same?
Fallen heroes, warriors
The valiant, the slain
Did they believe or did they die in vain?
[CHORUS]
Immortal dead, brothers and sons
When all is said and all is done,
Running for your life, dying for the cause
Pawns in the game
Voices from the war.
The men they march away to fight
Their fate is never clean
They never all come home again
To tell of what they've seen
In the battles bloody fury
Is the verdict just?
Executioner, judge and jury
Forgotten in the dust.
[2nd CHORUS]
Valhalla, Happy hunting ground
Are they all the same
Fallen heroes, warriors, the valiant, the slain.
Did they believe or did they die ashamed?
Immortal dead, brothers and sons
All is said, all is done
Fighting to the death
What did they do it for?
Soldiers of the cross
Voices from the war.
The battlefields are silent now
The graves all look the same
The crosses without numbers
And so many without names
In the battles misery
Drowned in blood and fear
A hundred hundred thousand
For a hundred thousand years
[3rd CHORUS]
Are they in a better place
Or do they lie unclaimed
The heroes, the deserters, the cowardly, the shamed
Did they know or did they die insane?
Mourn for the lost,
Stolen from their lives,
Gone before their time
No chance to say goodbye,
Fighting to the death
How could they be so sure?
Voices from the grave
Voices from the war
Motörhead - Deaf forever
Stoneface dog, swirling fog, gates open on the dark, dark night
Standing stone, skull and bone, dead witness to an unseen fight
Beat the drum, beat the drum, beat forever on the endless march
Stricken dumb, cut and run, someone is screaming and the sky is dark
[Chorus]
Sword and shield, bone and steel, rictus grin
Deaf forever to the battles din
March or croak, flame and smoke, burn forever in eternal pain
Charge and fall, bugle call, bone splinter in the driving rain
Horses scream, Viking dream, drowned heroes in a lake of blood
Armoured fist, severed wrist, broken spears in a sea of mud
[Chorus]
Mother earth, mother earth enfolds you in her cold embrace
Sinking down, killing ground, worm crawling on your cold white face
Win or lose, nought to choose, all men are equal when their memory fades
No one knows, friends or foes, if Valhalla lies beyond the grave
Death in June - Death of the west
They're making the last film,
they say it's the best,
And we all helped make it.
It's called the Death of the West.
The kids from Fame will all be there,
free Coca-Cola for you,
and all the monkeys from the zoo.
Will there be extras, too?
A star is rising in our northern sky,
And on it we're crucified.
A chain of gold is wrapped around this world.
We're ruled by those who lie.
Burzum - Beholding The Daughters Of The Firmament
I wonder how winter will be
with a spring that I shall never see
I wonder how night will be
with a day that I shall never see
I wonder how life will be
with a light I shall never see
I wonder how life will be
with a pain that lasts eternally
In every night there's a different black
in every night I wish that I was back
to the time when I rode
through the forests of old
In every winter there's a different cold
in every winter I feel so old
so very old as the night
so very old as the dreadful cold
I wonder how life will be
with a death that I shall never see
I wonder why life must be
a life that lasts eternally
I wonder how life will be
with a death that I shall never see
I wonder why life must be
a life that lasts eternally
Burzum - Det som en gang var
Imellom buskene vi stirret paa de
som minnet om andre tider
og fortalte at haapet var borte
for alltid...
Vi hoerte alvesang og vann som
sildret
Det som en gang var er nu borte
alt blodet...
all lengsel og sorg som hersket
og de foelelser som kunne roeres
er vekk...
for alltid...
vi har aldri levd
NS song - In München sind viele gefallen
In München sind viele gefallen,
In München war'n viele dabei;
Es traf vor der Feldherrenhalle
Deutsche Helden das tödliche Blei.
Sie kämpften für Deutschlands Erwachen
Im Glauben an Hitlers Mission
Marschierten mit Todesverachten
In das Feuer der Reaktion.
In München sind viele gefallen
Für Ehre, für Freiheit und Brot.
Es traf vor der Feldherrenhalle
Sechzehn Helden der Märtyrertod.
Ihr Toten vom neunten November,
Ihr Toten, wir schwören es euch,
Es leben noch vieltausend Kämpfer
Für das Dritte, das Großdeutsche Reich!
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