1914 - Stoßtrupp

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Like an angel of death with a flaming sword
Me and my nine comrades
Appear from beyond
Like vultures we will grind your flesh without getting sick
And I swear you’ll like my hand grenade M17
War is painful
So you better stay home
Or the last thing you’ll see
Is a Stosstruppen of death
You’ll make me laugh when you start
Screaming like a sheep
Close your mouth, reload your gun, get a grip
I am not an evil man, but I love to kill
I swear you’ll like my bayonet — Butcher Bill
War is painful
So you better stay home
Or the last thing you’ll see
Is a Stosstruppen of death
Like an angel of death with a flaming sword
Me and my nine comrades
Appear from beyond
Like vultures we will grind your flesh without getting sick
For you the war has ended today
Cowardly prick
War is painful
So you better stay home
Or the last thing you’ll see
Stosstruppen of death