MG34

The first one roars in a flash of light, the second in its wake Repeat the cycle eight-hundred times per minute if that's what it takes One by one they drop to the guns, the casualties of war I feel the kick as the Mauser rips and their bodies hit the floor Anything worth shooting once is worth shooting some more I press my hand on the trigger of my MG34 There's no death that's sacred, there's no god above Beneath the tides of my bullets lies only an ocean of blood Mutts arrive like flies to light from the air, and land, and sea I cut them down with machinegun rounds and I bring them to their knees Anything worth shooting once is worth shooting some more I then depress the trigger of my MG34 Anything worth shooting once is worth shooting some more I then depress the trigger of my MG34 Bleed on the beach, crawl through the gore, And gristle of your brothers that I'd gunned down before I'm laughing from my pillbox, you're dying in the shit Genocide is in the air tonight and you're not on Schindler's list Anything worth shooting once is worth shooting some more I press my hand on the trigger of my MG34