Burn Down The Bridges (Artch)

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".