"1914 (The Siege Of Przemyśl)" lyrics
"1914 (The Siege Of Przemyśl)"
Barbarian hordes captured my hometown Lemberg
We had to retreat to the Przemysl fortress and wait
Drunken cossacks and russian slobs lined up in front of our walls
We fired with all our guns
Hold your breath
Aim your Kanone
And we filled the sky
With shrapnel and death
Hold, breath, aim
Shoot, reload, again
And we light up the night
With all our hate
I aimed at the foe
Kurze Kanone M80
My captain spat on the floor
And ordered with disgust
Jebac ruskie kurwy
Jebac ruskie kurwy
Jebac ruskie kurwy
Jebac!
Our weapons did not let us down
For three days the russians attacked
And accomplished nothing but
40000 dead pigs
For the weapons of our warfare are not carnal
But mighty through God to the pulling down of strong holds
And we filled the sky
With shrapnel and death
Hold, breath, aim
Shoot, reload, again
And we light up the night
With all our hate
Writer(s): Dmytro Ternushchak
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album:
"Viribus Unitis" (2025)
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