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Accept: "Stalingrad" – 2012
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Peter Baltes – бас
Wolf Hoffmann – гитара
Herman Frank – гитара
Stefan Schwarzmann – ударные
Mark Tornillo – вокал
Accept: "Stalingrad" – 2012
Композиции:

Hung, Drawn And Quartered
Stalingrad
Hellfire
Flash To Bang Time
Shadow Soldiers
Revolution
Against The World
Twist Of Fate
The Quick And The Dead
The Galley

ЛИРИКА
1. Hung, Drawn And Quartered

Raising the gavel, pleasing the King
These proceedings shall come to a close
Guilty of treason, sins of the flesh
Your crimes have all been disclosed

Say what you will as your penalty's cast
Down on your judgement today
Let it be heard sentence is passed
The ultimate price you will pay

Sharpening to perfection, let justice be done
Crowd pleasing dissection, your table's reserved
This proclamation be served

You'll be Hung Drawn and Quartered
Punishment fitting the crimes
Hung Drawn and Quartered
Soon your last bell will chime

Off to the four winds, your parts be displayed
A warning for all to take heed
And to your heirs a corruption of blood
Seizing your assets and deeds

So in conclusion my thanks to you all
There's just one thing left to say
"Ladies and gent|emen, court is adjourned
Take him, be on your way"

Sharpening to perfection, blind justice be done
Crowd pleasing dissection, your table's reserved
This proclamation be served

You'll be Hung Drawn _and Quartered
Punishment fitting the crimes
Hung Drawn and Quartered
Soon your last bell will chime

You'll be Hung Drawn and Quartered
Punishment fitting the crimes
Hung Drawn and Quartered
Soon your last bell will chime

You'll be Hung Drawn and Quartered
This be your judgement today
Hung Drawn and Quartered
This is the price you will pay

2. Stalingrad

Out along the Volga
Minds set to kill
Men standing ground with iron will

Deathmatch approaching
Evil in stride
Never giving quarter to the other side

Gunfire and bloodshed
Shredding flesh and bone
As young men die in the killing zone

Through streets and factories
Fighting hand to hand
Be prepared to die for the Motherland

So hungry, so cold
But there can be no surrender
For creed and pride, take hold
Blood is the cry, we'll do or die
For Stalingrad
Stalingrad
It's the battle of Stalingrad

Two soldiers dying
Battered and blind
Enemies no more they've come to find

Mission forgotten
Now brothers in death
They hold each other abreast to the final breath

So hungry, so cold
But there can be no surrender
For creed and pride, take hold
So hungry, so cold
We're only following orders
We gave our hearts and souls
Brothers we fight, frozen in time
In Stalingrad
Stalingrad
Frozen in time
Stalingrad
Yeah all brothers we fight

The battle of Stalingrad...

3. Hellfire

Cursed, by the mind of evil
Fleeing from a torrent undreamed of
Horror worse than your blackest nightmare
Hiding from the antithesis of love

Sirens, tearing up the darkness
Blockbusters.....from the skies they pour
Hot winds, blowing through the burning streets
Firebombs giving way to crimes of war

One thousand dragons in the sky
Breathing flames from above

Hellfire... burns across the land
Hellfire...

One giant column of flames, leaps from the furnace
No one has a prayer
Strafing runs and napalm bombs
Blacken the air

Black, is the color of vengeance
The innocent die as the flames get higher and higher
Buildings fall as the madness lingers
Feeding fuel on a giant funeral pyre

One thousand bombers in the sky –
The inferno from above

Hellfire... burns across the land
Hellfire...

One giant column of flames, leaps from the furnace
No one has a prayer
Strafing runs and napalm bombs
Blacken the air

By the light of day, we see the ashes,
The beauty that once was
And in the end, there is no future less we learn
From the past and the evil that men cause

Hellfire... burns across the land
Hellfire... spawned by the hands of man
Hellfire... burning across the land
Hellfire... spawned by the hands of man