Fozzy - Storm the Beaches lyrics

The Great Crusade Eisenhower decrees
To bring an end to the Nazi war machine
Eliminate the German demon seed
Insuring that the Lord's free
World stays free
True honor and glory I'll receive
When I protect the USA
My Mother will be so proud of me
I'm the hero of the day

Kill 'em all let God's will decide
The demise of Hitler's reign
I'll take my shot and death will arrive
When I splatter their rotted brains

The freedom of all good citizens
Lives forever on through me
I'll defend every one of them
From sea to shining sea

The sea once shined with the light of the sun
Now it flows bright red with
The blood of the sons
They were the chosen ones
Now their tour is done

First platoon to tread on Omaha's sands
Stricken down by the shells before they land
Attack poorly planned completely outmanned
First to go last to know
First to go last to know

No shingles no shields
No shell holes to hide no cover no walls
No chance to survive

Noble is my mission the good Lord at my side
No cover no walls no-one stays alive

Jump off the AM ramps the surf is waist high
Blitzed by the mortars that fall from the sky
Waterlogged packs that make them
Sink like a rock
Troops being slaughtered can't fire a shot

First to go last to know
First to go last to know

No shingles no shields
No shell holes to hide no cover no walls
No chance to survive noble is my mission
The good Lord at my side no cover no walls
No-one stays alive

Ripped from crown to pelvis
Soldiers devour the lead hidden Nazi snipers
Choreograph the dance of the dead

In less than half an hour
The mission has been ceased
Only six survivors wading in the sea

The sea it swallows my vomit
As I puke up over the side
Spews out like a comet
Terror replacing my pride

Crying out for my mommy bravado disappears
Forgetting all of my orders
What am I doing here?

Clouding smoke and dust
Screams build to a roar
Portrait of pure hell painted on the shore

Bobbing bodies drift crimson running tide
Real apocalypse will I be the next to die?
Be the next to die

First to go last to know
First to go last to know

No shingles no shields
No shell holes to hide no cover no walls
No chance to survive

Noble is my mission the good Lord at my side
No cover no walls no-one stays alive

I scramble off the Higgins boat
And trip into the crest
Each man who tries to follow me
Brought down by Hitler's best
It takes me an eternity to
Reach the beach unhit
Explosions all around my head I'm
Sure my skull has split
I'm sure my skull has split

I snag a piece of driftwood
And navigate my path
Through washed-up bloated bodies
In a death face mask
Heart racing like a perishing tank
I rise up from the wave
And dash across the battleground
To reach the barricade

Weak from the seasickness and shell-shock
Crawl to the levee of the seawall
Climb to the concrete pillbox heave
A desperate last grenade hide
Potato masher assaults me pain
Bullets puncture my body fear
I'm drenched in my own blood
Close my eyes and drift away
Close my eyes and drift away
Close my eyes and drift away

The tide rolls in to wash my sins away
I gasp out my last breath
My soul escapes through ragged wounds
The D today means death