Stalingrad

After the crucial offensive

Follows a shameful retreat

An attack against the western flank

And they might escape defeat

Forced into hedge-hog position

A break-through is strictly prohibited

Thus murdering thousands of men

Feeding them

Assuring them they will get out

The 6th army's faith in its Führer

Von Mansteins relief not succeeding

The panzers of Hoth are pushed back

Experiencing their own tactic

Entrapped in this Kesselschlacht

Foremost frontlines changing daily

Innumerable casualties

In overcrowded field-hospitals

No ending to the injuries

Evacuating Marinowka

The pulverized 3rd ID

On the high-road to Karpowka

Leftovers of infantry

Passing the horse cadavers

A path marked with bloodstains

Distorted division vehicles

Cracked skulls, piece of brains

Crooked frozen bodies

Soldiers die where they fell

Crawling on the trail of treason

Entering the Portal to Hell

The clearange of Pitomnik

In the raging snow

Desperate Junkers planes

Circling above

Wounded forgotten

Metal, blood and dirt

Running to the safety

Of Stalingrad's outskirts

Puny figures sleeping

In stinking holes

Thick fog and black smoke

Living like moles

Under-nourished troopers

Turn into dust

Typhoid and dysentery

Vapourizing pus

Eating their comrades entrails

Accomplained by crows

Chaplains commit cuicide

As there's no god above

Everywhere carcasses

Too frozen to eat

Nothing to fight for

And no more blood to bleed