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Stoßtrupp

Stoßtrupp lyrics by 1914. Like an angel of death with a flaming sword Me and my nine comrades Appear from beyond Like vultures we will grind your flesh without...

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Stoßtrupp

Like an angel of death with a flaming sword Me and my nine comrades Appear from beyond Like vultures we will grind your flesh without getting sick And I swear you'll like my hand grenade M17 War is painful So you better stay home Or the last thing you'll see Is a Stosstruppen of death You'll make me laugh when you start Screaming like a sheep Close your mouth,

reload your gun,

get a grip I am not an evil man,

but I love to kill I swear you'll like my bayonet - Butcher Bill War is painful So you better stay home Or the last thing you'll see Is a Stosstruppen of death Like an angel of death with a flaming sword Me and my nine comrades Appear from beyond Like vultures we will grind your flesh without getting sick For you the war has ended today Cowardly prick