اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
On this grand day, see us laughing
We sing this song for victory
'Verminblood will mark my weapon'
They'll forget slaughtered lives
We shall sing verminblood, and none survive
Together we'll trample a thousand people; how they've treated us
Victory, they fall back northern
Dead, wounded and fucked
Fall in line and dig the graves on mass again
Throw in those at fault
Hope the slaughter begins again
Leave the wounded for us
Choke on fog and reach for us
And feel the taste of sharpened steel
Scream for death if you have had enough
Can you see me laughing? Dancing?
The dance of death
See now, we slaughter the wounded
And the weeping vermin
The feeling we get is wonderful
The sound of silence for us all
On this grand day, singing and laughing
We sing this song for victory
'Verminblood will mark my weapon'
They'll forget slaughtered lives
We shall sing 'verminblood', and none survive
