June - '41, World-war 2nd.

At the Russian-frontiers

the Germans are marchin' on.

Ready to kill without mercy.

Orders from Kreml;

We'll burn down the bridges behind.

Burn down the bridges



Back in Berlin they are now

more convinced than ever.

The whole world must kneel to the "Swastika"

"Sieg-heil," the "Eagle" has landed.

"The third Reich" will rise again.

Yell Sieg-heil!

But weeks turned to months, and the battles

raged-on. The "peasants"

were fighting back-still.

Little by little the Germans would learn

that Russian-winter kills.

Trapped in the snow - it was freezing below

in the "waste-land", the truth was all too real.

Taken by storm, attacked from behind

by the Cossacks, the mighty "Troops of steel";

turned to their heels



Just like Napoleon before

Hitler was chased-back to his own "front-door".

His army was wasted and worn

his "dream" all shattered and torn.

In order to save his Berlin,

he now gave the order to...

burn down the bridges.

Yes, it must be done

We're gonna burn'em down

We'll burn all the bridges behind.



The winds of war would soon be stilled,

but how lawn will it be...

'till the missiles light up the sky

to start "World-War III".