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History Undone

by Warbreed

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Auschwitz lies now still and silent The real Mordor under the moon Petrified eyes that stare in the darkness They stare at an empty room A hall of pain, of blame, insane Where blood was spilled and will be again The lair of the ravening Zyklon B The dragon that awakes from its sleep "Soon the HCN will enter their lungs and end their lives And with their blood we'll dye our banners" The legions wait for the crowning of a new age For that frantic voice that flames with anger One child stands in the middle of the appellplatz Crying over a lifeless form His mother simply could not bear the pressure So she violently threw herself Right against the electric fence That surrounds this whole damn place Strange how her old friends licked their lips At the smell of her own cooked flesh [Chorus:] Horror - The face of terror Horror - There must be some kind of Error - Sadistic intentions Armageddon - The new order calls ...And you'd better heed the call Listen now, the hordes are marching Shame shows itself in the face of an inmate Who was forced to enter the lair The wyrm sleeps peacefully in the shadows So the Jew pokes about the remains Looks for golden teeth and shiny hair Their former owners gently donate His task means a passport for survival Though his faith is undermined by the stench "When nature calls, we heed her call Obliteration to the aberrations that debase our untainted blood" The legions are marching They are all praising and heiling by Not knowing that their new order Is in fact utter disorder [Repeat chorus] The Endlösung has arrived, So you'd better pack your things and run Undying nightfall has arrived Flee now, be gone, now Run!
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Sippenhaft 04:01
I'm a soldier for the Reich, I'm the archetype of the Aryan übermensch, But I am not proud of what I've done, I've killed so many that I finally lost all count. I was so blind; I did not see my dream, Of unity differed completely from reality, But nothing is like it should be and I feel, I can't breathe, when I recall the madness and the carnage. I never wanted to be the pawn in this game, Never wanted to see what I've seen, I naively hope that someday I'll be set free, Days are passing by and I'm still enslaved and forgotten. ...enslaved and forgotten. I fear not for my life but for that of my wife and son, A pledge of allegiance with a high price, These binds of flesh are a wicked machination, Punishment to the clan, our downfall is called Sippenhaft. I'm a man in quest for his redemption, Whose dreams have turned him into a slave to the slaughterhouse, I wish I could go back in time and turn the story round, And then I would have held back my passion. Call me a fool, but at that time the idea sounded right, I guess I am a fool, We were supposed to raise our country from its ashes, But this way everyday there are more and more ashes... I never wanted to be the pawn in this game, Never wanted to see what I've seen, I have lost any hope that I'll be set free, Days are passing by, and I'm still enslaved and forgotten. What am I supposed to do when all hope is lost? Close my eyes and cry while I pull the trigger? This is no way of life; it's rather a taste of death, Farewell to you all; it's the only way out. What's there for me? Silky clouds or ravenous fire? Death, set me free, I'll kill no more; this last bullet is for me.
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Aliy Sneg 05:02
This is the tale of the dormant Finland About its people and its luck of the draw This is the tale of the conquering Russia And its victorious dead that never returned The Reds began their crushing crusade Towards the land where Väinämöinen once lived The land of snowy plains and endless nights Of a thousand lakes and seven hundred years of enslavement... Slumber, chains and bloodstained Swords, steels that clashed in the deafening silence The burning rain fell down on the resistance How to endure the weight of the world? This was another kind of war in two fronts There's the human foe and the ruthless cold And so this land took the form of a big pool Where pride got steeped as many lives were lost Who were the heroes, who were the bad guys? Where was now the place they used to call home? [Viktoriya Nikolaevna Shestakova ] Наши отцы покинули свои дома для того, чтобы спасти свою честь и бороться за Мать матерей [Markku Hamalainen] ...he lähettivät muukalaisia meidän Karjalaamme ja isänmaatamme loukattiin. Total silence, tearful... mournful... Stillness, not even a sound in the blood-red battlefield [Chorus:] Over this snow Snow that once was white Lie the heroes The heroes from both sides The red covers all All we have ever known Such a grim sight A sight so hard to describe Blood-red snow. And so this tragic tale came to an end When peace was signed once blood had been spilled Who did survive? Who did win? If both of their banners were red in the end? The Finns gave up their sacrosanct land The Russians got what they had yearned for so long But in the end, what did they all get for themselves? Nothing but a handful of snow Bloodstained, cold and fragile Snow, the very same snow that covered their bones [Repeat chorus]
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[Andrey Katzov] What's left of us? We are lurkers on this killing ground Pale shadows in the middle of the night We are candles burnt and worn out Take a good look around Cold, all I feel is cold The beast has taken my soul Three bullets in my back Thus ends my life but I'm glad I die in my land... Proshaiy Stalingrad Proshaiy... Goodbye, I'm running out of time I'm paying for my crimes Father Koba, where are you now? Don't leave me here to die God, I've been told there was no God But now I really fear for my soul The beast, it crawls without a sound The time has come for us all... [Chorus:] In silence we will die Into darkness we subside Now in glory we depart But in Mother Russia we trust This was my life To kill and leave nobody alive I hope this will suffice 85 frozen corpses should satisfy The beast that lies... Inside, I'm hollow deep inside I'm 22 yet I've gone too far My death is near, Stalingrad I'm here My redemption lies in your hands [Repeat chorus] Now, Proshaiy Stalingrad, At last you're back to us, Proshaiy Stalingrad Your son bids you goodbye.
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[Narrator]: So he was born, a child that soon would rule the world Son to a man, whose shame was to ignore who his father was Hiedler they say, a bastard of Jewish blood Hitler he says, the saviour of the long-lost German pride Pride? At an early age, Adolf was already aware of his will of iron He would stand up to his father time and time again Only to be given another hiding Son of brutality, his Delphian blue eyes were as cold as steel But he's no martyr, his look was rather that of a beast Mutti consoled him, she saw the meaning in his artistry His father was blind, he only thought his god-damn son was queer But the clock kept ticking on and his father eventually died So Adolf could almost taste the flavour of dreams becoming real He moved to Vienna and planned to attend the Academy of Fine Arts Yet he was rejected, once again betrayed by those Who could never understand him [Adolf Hitler] Why don't you kneel before me? Why don't you crown me your king? Why not become your master? And rule forever after No one could ever match me But you don't see my wonders You try to bring me down but I won't return in dishonour I'd rather die than prove myself weak I'd rather starve to death than to yield [Narrator]: Shame! He found himself living on the streets just fighting for survival Like a modern Faust in search of power and dominion He managed to cheat death continuously Cold is the night, when one must sleep under the stars Winter was ruthless, but he would never, never lose heart All was so sad, since Mutti finally closed her eyes He wouldn't give up, he sensed his age was still to come Hitler spent five long years on the streets, starving and freezing While the other homeless died in agony he survived with the hope that someday Somehow, he would turn the tide in the sea of opportunity And no longer would a righteous German man Be subject to the laws of a rotten obsolete world order [Adolf Hitler] See, they brim with gold That lousy Jewish mob Where did our honour go? Why did our Sigfried die? You try to hunt me down I see you everywhere I feel your knives shine I am really afraid Delusion, paranoia, hallucination Visions, vivid sensations... I'm falling, collapsing, I fear the end.
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[Adolf Hitler] I'm the wolf that lurks amid the flock I'm the hangman, the lord of pain in war I'm the worm feeding on a corpse I'm divine, the one-eyed god of wrath Behold the wolf that I am Shiver... I am real. I'm the father of Ragnarok unbound I'm pure darkness, a blizzard from the north I'm the silence before a raging storm I'm a Panzer forever rolling on So it's time for you to... Rise, rise my wolves Together we will conquer the world This kingdom of unevenness Will fall under the rule of fire and steel The glory of our people Will bloom from a soil sowed with pride Rise, warriors of Germania Your fatherland is calling you to a war versus the world Make them work until they're nothing but bones Slaves and whores, the secret glory of Rome Make them moan for all that they have done Lebensraum... for being born in my world The hour of the wolf has begun And I'm invincible. I'm the dragon that spits the fire of hate I'm the vulture circling over your heads I'm a phoenix; see my burning wings of fate I'm reborn from the ashes of Versailles The hour of the wolf has begun And I'm the overlord So It's time for you to... Rise, rise my wolves Together we will conquer the world This kingdom of unevenness Will fall under the rule of fire and steel The glory of our people Will bloom from a soil sowed with pride Rise, warriors of Germania Your fatherland is calling you to a new great war The legions of the Rhein Stand proud at the eve of the trial by fire The songs from ancient times Will inflame the hearts of the enlightened minds Arise and behold my creation The industry of death by obliteration A thousand years of glory ahead My empire will last forever...
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[Adolf Hitler] The end has taken me by surprise I found myself lost among snakes in the grass And now that I sense my doom is near I can see that almost no one's left by my side My love for Thee is endless But your sons have been most ungrateful They turned their backs on their own leader Denying all that we believe in It all began with that hard-hearted Russian winter All those dear Germans laid to rest in that godless land They died alone in the cold, in the darkness It is now that I know there'll be no Valhalla for them Not every war on two fronts is bound to end in failure It's your lack of faith that brought the storm No matter what you say, you've betrayed your very own selves And once again as always... I'm alone. Alone! Oh no! My long-dreamed empire torn asunder El Alemein, Normandy and Stalingrad: three mortal wounds The reds are swiftly approaching Berlin May this bunker be my haven from those barbarian hordes You have spent many hours asking the heavens That they may send you a new messiah But then you have him in front of you And you betray him: such is your nature In the darkest hour of all my existence Only a few remained faithful to their guiding light Oh, my dear Eva, you really love me I'd be honoured if you married me and stayed by my side [Narrator]: On the thirtieth day of April, 1945 After marrying his mistress Eva Braun And formally leaving the Nazi party He came to a hard decision Since the end was close at hand That day he would commit suicide He would never be caught alive For if they caught him alive and kicking They would expose him like a circus clown His carcass would become a war trophy Total desecration of his pride He helped his beloved Eva To take one pill or two He aimed the gun at his temple And pronounced his final words... [Adolf Hitler]: I'm alone. Alone! Farewell, Germania! Farewell, my love! Farewell, Germania! Farewell, my land... my love!
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[Prisoner No. 7] I died yesterday, strangled by two men, They said I took my life, but they'd taken mine twice. They say they know me well, but I know I'm innocent, My name is Alfred Horn, dead since May, 1941. Then at last I closed my eyes. Forgotten? Forgiven? Before my light goes off, I want you all to know, Before my soul ascends, I wish to be absolved. I was a simple man, a scapegoat for the great plan, The big owl's left its cage and flew into oblivion... [The Scholar] Who died there... in that cold cell? Quid est Veritas? - His dairy read. Truth or tale? [Prisoner No. 7] So many years have passed since that dreadful night, When I landed on the Glens and kissed my freedom goodbye. A thousand miles away, four walls to drive me insane, The flames of desperation burnt my hopes right to the ground. Not alone, no, no, not alone. No, never, never alone, Never, ever, utterly alone; voices in my head! My madness dies with me. Then at last I've found my rest. Forsaken? Forgiven? So this is how it ends? I take the blame to the grave, The men in black are here, my fate`s becoming clear. The enigma lies unsolved, six feet underground, But I have told my tale and crave for absolution... [The Scholar] Who died there... in that cold cell? Quid est Veritas? - His dairy read. Truth or tale? We may never ever know, The Spandau Enigma, one and all, The mystery lingers on, The Spandau Enigma lies unsolved!
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[The Lecturer] When I was told to trace back the origin of greed I could not help but think: 'greed is our vital creed' As Cain slew his brother, we eventually kill our dreams His mark withstands the water brought to wash our deepest sins... Ever... What was it that made the ancient Alexander to be great? The lands that he had conquered or the myriads he'd enslaved? Charlemagne's great scheme: 'bite off more than one can chew' Made ashes turn to ashes, and empires turn to ruins Pre-chorus: Arise, silent spirits And tell your stories And now, by this fire Let the truth be known... Chorus: Great lives Great men that paid tribute to their lunacy All of them, in this sad little lesson of history Great deeds Great feats that changed our destiny In this sad little lesson of history We are supreme beings, the ones with intellect Underneath those garments, we're weaklings all the same But as silence tells more, let actions speak We came, we saw, and we ruined the world... Never... Bonaparte, who in earth could ever forget your ways? First kill, then rest, and never ever regret Then came the famous German that set Fenris loose And the wretched folks of Zion became prey to the wolf So cry havoc... and release the dogs of war! What does it matter if we all Fight each other for our own cause Repeat pre-chorus: Repeat chorus: Old names remind us we're not different In this sad little lesson of history New names, the same old twisted story In this complex, sad, little lesson of history
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[Marek Woźniak] On the verge of losing it all At the end of this damn war The death roll amounted to thousands Yet somehow I have come through Now it's just me and my shadow And I'm running through the woods I can barely stand the excitement Five more miles and I'll be home I'm coming home To stop this nightmare once and for all I'm coming home Away from this bloody all-out war So sadly I still remember The death of my brothers in arms Four shot down by a sniper And the rest I left behind But enough with my grim past now I think this is my town Whatever happened here? There's nothing but ashes all around How much farther must I go To get home and tell my mother that her son is Back again where he belongs? How many lives must I take before I reach my home? I'm coming home At least I want to think I am I'm coming home Let me dream I'm almost home Home? I've been five years away cloaked in darkness night and day, playing to be the hero while those bastards played with my kin What kind of man abandons his people Leaving them all to their fate? I swear upon their bodies that I shall mourn them for the rest of my days And after that all I've done... I am barely still human. On the verge of losing it all I ended up losing much more I'm here all by myself to fight My own personal war But if there's no one there I do not wish to go on A dream within a dream Is what my life has become I'm coming home Wherever you are I swear I am I'm coming home It won't be long How much farther must I go To get home and tell my mother that her son is Back again where he belongs? How many lives must I take before I reach my... How much farther must I go To get home and tell my father that his son is Back again where he belongs? How many lives must I take before I reach my home?
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Look, high in the sky The vultures are back And at full speed they ride the heavens God, they're losing their minds Why do they attack? The unspeakable shadows came as a surprise They came by the hundred They arrived without warning The bringers of storm, predators of warfare There soon will be bloodshed The streets will be blood red The Luftwaffe is ready to strike with full power 'I can still remember the warning siren... There was much light, yet we stood in utter darkness' Look, it started to rain Big bombs like droplets But this puddle won't be precisely of water Debris all around Ashes and dust A domino city just waiting to fall Fall like Rome or Constantinople Fall like the Tower or outrageous Sodom Mother of Sorrow Come ease their pain For your children will see no tomorrow [Pre-chorus:] Death from beyond Death from above [Chorus:] Rotterdam, Rotterdam in flames Rotterdam, hell's breath on Earth Rotterdam, Rotterdam in flames Rotterdam, nothing will be the same. In the middle of May, 1940 When no one saw it coming Carpet bombing shattered Rotterdam An unfair game won by stalemate The Stukas wiped out almost every trace Of a great city so rich in history Of the many souls that died there Of the heart that lost its essence "Een Stad zonder hart..." [Repeat pre-chorus] [Chorus 2:] Rotterdam, Rotterdam in flames Rotterdam, hell's breath on Earth Rotterdam, Rotterdam in flames Rotterdam, gone all the same [Repeat chorus] 1 Again.
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C. 442 BC [Pindar] Sailing towards the end of the world Bound for the farthest island of all Beyond the rule of mighty Boreas There lies a place were death is not known 1919 AD [The Grand Master] Our Atlantis lies far in the north The very place where it all began Where our beloved Aryan forefathers Lived in absolute purity, far from labour and war 1928 AD [Celebrant] Hearken! Thus here I pledge my sword As I pledge my soul, ever to be in your service. 1933 AD [Acolytes] Hail to the father All hail our leader Hail to the hammer All hail our leader 1934 AD [The Leader] We all know that our beliefs are true But please do keep them secret! Don't you see all this is in a way Affecting public opinion? So, for a while, leave your books aside And follow me into a new religion That of guns, of tanks and of fire For I was born to be your leader 1945 AD [Heroes and Traitors] Our flyblown empire of treason Has burnt itself to the ground So much for our dreams of glory We lost our every chance Oh Fatherland We're deaf and blind We're puppets in your hands We crossed the line Of sanity We became the gods of lie The SS-organised chaos Brought fire and blood to this land Our crimes are unforgivable But we were the blind led by the blind We were bound for Ultima Thule And we ended up stuck in hell Our madness, our disdain, our struggle, our sorrow Forever will be our stains! 1989 AD [An Old Man] God, I regret my loathsome behaviour I kissed the goat and murdered the innocent I lost my soul but a hundred demons torment me For I can still hear the hellish army screaming... 1939 AD [Acolytes] Hail to the father All hail our leader Hail to the hammer All hail our leader Hail to the father All hail our leader Hail to the hammer All hail Ultima Thule!
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WW2-themed Melodic death metal from Argentina

Line-up:
Guillermo C. - Vocals
Sergio Ribnikov Gunnarsson - Electric and acoustic guitars, vocals
Diego Conte - Electric guitar
Pablo Lescano - Bass
Mauro Frison - Drums

Guest musicians:
Mark Jansen - Guest vocals on track 13.
Andrés Fontenla - Violin on tracks 1, 4 & 12.
Matias Anttonen - Spoken passages on tracks 4 & 15.
Svitlana Vasylchenko - Spoken passages on track 4.
Johanna Gunnarsson - Spoken passages and screams on track 15.
Ren E. - Spoken passages and screams on track 15

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released April 1, 2008

Keyboard programming by Sergio Ribnikov Gunnarsson.
String arrangements by Andrés Fontenla, Martin Fuchinecco and Sergio Ribnikov Gunnarsson.
The drunken soldiers on tracks 5 & 12 are Guillermo C., Sergio Ribnikov Gunnarsson, Matias Anttonen, Lasse Rantala, Nicolás Rodríguez, Diego Martinez and Jorge Perini.

Recorded during March-May and September-November 2007 at La Nave de Oseberg studios, Buenos Aires, Argentina.
Engineered by Ezequiel Wiurnos, Diego Martínez and Jorge Perini.
Mixed and mastered by Martín Toledo and Warbreed at La Nave de Oseberg studios during January-February 2008.

Mark Jansen appears courtesy of Nuclear Blast Records.
Artwork and layout by Federico Bossinga (abstractchaos0@gmail.com)

All music and lyrics by Sergio Ribnikov Gunnarsson, except tracks 2, 3, 5, 6 & 9 lyrics by Sergio Ribnikov Gunnarsson, music by Sergio Ribnikov Gunnarsson and Guillermo C.

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Folk music, World/Roots and Metal musician and composer based in Gothenburg, Sweden. A lover of World Music and Metal, Sergio composes everything from Scandinavian Folk to Death metal and Original Soundtracks.

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