Текст песни Lokikleine - Багровым заревом...

Crimson glow tightened horizon
Grass mired in gore.
On the field, the wounded lying game-cat
And grinning, baring his fangs ...
Frosty day, smoke curled into the sky
And the flag of the enemy crushed with him
The knee of the blood, the knife is game-cat
And smiling with arms united!
The crackling fire in the green sky smoke
Soot, gunpowder, became gray white snow ...
In the battle, brother, becomes a friend,
And do not care about the pain, to death and sin!
Stagnation of blood in the morning haze,
To you is the fire of the enemy armor.
Rumble cat, know your death close
And that means - to hell! Get away, hag !!!
A nehuy us Brother bomber to die
We lie down a bit and we shall also live again
Do not stop us no line of fire
No radiation, no other garbage !!!
The road to hell is still closed to us
While the rat race is not over!
We Duke prohibits die
So, there is only the road ahead !!
Somknite, bro, fangs at the Adam's apple enemy
Kohl wedge gun and flamethrower,
Go to the tank even with the blade of a bayonet -
Rumble cat never lost!