Motörhead - Death or Glory lyrics
[Motörhead - Death or Glory lyrics]
I saw the millions the naked and the dead
I saw the city streets running bloody red
I saw a thousand bombers circle in the sky
I saw the firestorm fifty stories high
I saw a hundred thousand scream and burn
I saw the armoured wheels grind and turn
Universal soldier, doomed to live to tell
Fight and die forever burn in bloody Hell
Death or glory, death or glory
March forever in the sound and fury
Death or glory, death or glory
Blood and iron, it's the same old story
I held the Iron Cross
First class with the swords
I marched with Hitler down
The bloody road to war
I was at Jutland loading till the gun was hot
Killed at Trafalgar without firing a shot
I was at Moscow, burning in my tank
I was at Shiloh, marching in the ranks
I was a Sturmbannführer, fighting in Berlin
I was a Russian hero, dying for Stalin
Death or glory, death or glory
March forever in the sound and fury
Death or glory, death or glory
Blood and iron, it's the same old story
I swung a saber and I was a young Hussar
I was a Cossack, fighting for the Czar
I was a Viking, berserker from the north
A Roman gladiator, murdered just for sport
I was with Bonaparte, I died at Waterloo
I was a Frankish knight, a Polish Jew
I was a Spartan in the Trojan wars
I was a warrior for Crazy Horse
Death or glory, death or glory
March forever in the sound and fury
Death or glory, death or glory
The lone survivor but no comfort for me
Death or glory, death or glory
Executioner, judge and jury
Death or glory, death or glory
Blood and iron, it's the same old story
Auf stehen
I saw the city streets running bloody red
I saw a thousand bombers circle in the sky
I saw the firestorm fifty stories high
I saw a hundred thousand scream and burn
I saw the armoured wheels grind and turn
Universal soldier, doomed to live to tell
Fight and die forever burn in bloody Hell
Death or glory, death or glory
March forever in the sound and fury
Death or glory, death or glory
Blood and iron, it's the same old story
I held the Iron Cross
First class with the swords
I marched with Hitler down
The bloody road to war
I was at Jutland loading till the gun was hot
Killed at Trafalgar without firing a shot
I was at Moscow, burning in my tank
I was at Shiloh, marching in the ranks
I was a Sturmbannführer, fighting in Berlin
I was a Russian hero, dying for Stalin
Death or glory, death or glory
March forever in the sound and fury
Death or glory, death or glory
Blood and iron, it's the same old story
I swung a saber and I was a young Hussar
I was a Cossack, fighting for the Czar
I was a Viking, berserker from the north
A Roman gladiator, murdered just for sport
I was with Bonaparte, I died at Waterloo
I was a Frankish knight, a Polish Jew
I was a Spartan in the Trojan wars
I was a warrior for Crazy Horse
Death or glory, death or glory
March forever in the sound and fury
Death or glory, death or glory
The lone survivor but no comfort for me
Death or glory, death or glory
Executioner, judge and jury
Death or glory, death or glory
Blood and iron, it's the same old story
Auf stehen