Stand steadfast, the Reds are closing in We've got to hold out, retreat from Tali Fierce artillery, situation dire Secure the frontline, lay low and fire As the sun begins to rise, artillery strikes Chaos, as they break through all sides Hold the VKT-line, else we're cut off and surrounded Waiting for reinforcements to turn the tide Counterstrikes ensue, the panzers have arrived All resistance, now ill-advised Forcing their retreat, all efforts unmade Obliterate the Soviet brigade Vastly outnumbered three to one This is where men are made and undone Where death and glory walks hand in hand They will not break this line, they will not take this land Reorganization commences Assemble what's left to the trenches Vastly outnumbered three to one This is where men are made and undone Where death and glory walks hand in hand They will not break this line, they will not take this land. Meager forces will defend As they advance, is there no end? Futile attempts marked for death We stand victorious, with nothing left