Welcome to the homefront A battleground itself The people here starve to death The rations have run out It seems as if the war will never end Most of our men are dead But we do our best To hold out for the Fatherland For the Fatherland So they think They can starve us into submission The will of our people Will not break We will not break Our people Emaciated Our morale Devastated So they think They can starve us into submission The will of our people Will not break