@@zerr0149 Dirlewanger was a SS Penal Division. There might have been Russian volunteers imbedded in it at various times, but it was primarily a penal unit.
Correct. Also once, someone made a video, saying it was "unethical" of the NSDAP for forming such a division. in reality it makes perfect sense, especially as a bull work against the evil enemy partisans. @@chadplow824
YT translated English lyrics with a few punch ups: The army follows the will of the Wolf, Saddled Fenrir Spirit on the run, Called Loyalty Honor and Dignity German nobility, merciless to the enemy. Who poisoned the white light with sewage Spawn of the promised lands? Black are the souls behind the black forms, Hel will unleash a blizzard with a heart-rending cry! Kings break through the snow and mud A gust of blizzard, a wave of storm And they cling to the throat with a wolf's grip, For power under the bright North Star... To burn away the infection of sub-humanity, To cripple their life and destiny, To exalt the heroes of the Fatherland, To glorify the holy war. From the puddles of pilgrims slurping slop The death squad searches in the dark, The roar of Wotan/Thor's tank wedges "Totenkopf" drives fear into the mob. Dirlewanger places them on bayonets Throw into pits and fire pits, The trace of aggression of the northern barbarians - On the scales of their ashes. Hot cartridges are melted into the ice, The blades are sharp, the fists are strong. Here she is! The beast power is real! Cut to your heart's content, pull the triggers. The bullets cut the unspotted uniform, Like chain mail of old, spears cut it, Involuntarily we backed down, The hordes of evil spirits could not take it. And again the attack is lightning fast Battalions with broken runes He will grind the unbearable rubbish into powder, Driving squalor into the ground. And so that the bones crunch under the tracks, Blood flowed from the shot heads, So that when entering the Beech Forest, they cry Hysterical slaves, having known decay. Thunderbolt of Wotan's Spear Will open the doors of Valhalla gates, Signs of death are woven for the smerks - Chevrons of crossed grenades! The army will rush after the will of the Wolf, Without fear, Fenrir mounted again, Called Loyalty Honor and Dignity The last Vikings whose voice is right. Who saw the source in the eternal struggle, End, beginning, sunset and dawn, Storm and onslaught is calling you to the East For the glory of the Reich for a Thousand Years!
@@DoomguysdeadbunnyYou’re the one who clicked on a Black Metal song about Dirlewagner what do you expect lol, but yes, like RAC, I’d call it a scene, Now Magick metal is a sub genre and it came from NSBM EDIT: He called it a style which is a good description
@@MadailVorbakcould you tell the channel id please? I've found a channel with Wolfkrieg's music, but the "10 Disturbed Years" album with this version isn't posted there
За волей Волка вслед движется воинство, Седлая Фенрира Дух на бегу, Зовётся Верностью Честь и Достоинство Германской знати, нещадной к врагу. Кто белый свет отравил нечистотами Отродий обетованных земель? Черны к тем души за чёрными формами, Истошным воплем Хель пустит метель! Сквозь снег и грязь короли прорываются Порывом вьюги, волной штормовой И волчьей хваткой за горло цепляются, За власть под яркой Полярной Звездой… Чтоб сжечь заразу недо-человечества, Чтоб искалечить их жизнь и судьбу, Чтоб возвеличить героев Отечества, Чтобы восславить святую войну. С луж хлебавших помои паломников Эскадрон смерти ищет впотьмах, Рёвом танковых клиньев Громовника «Тотенкопф» загоняет в чернь страх. Насадить на штыки «Дирлевангера», Бросить в ямы и в пасти кострищ, След агрессии северных варваров - На окалинах их пепелищ. В лёд вплавляются гильзы горячие, Клинки остры, крепки кулаки. Вот она! Бестий власть настоящая! Режьте вволю, спускайте курки. Секут пули мундир незапятнанный, Как кольчугу встарь копья секли, Поневоле пошли на попятную, Орды нечисти взять не смогли. И вновь атака молниеносная Батальонов с изломами рун В порошок разотрёт дрянь несносную, Забивая убожество в грунт. И чтоб кости хрустели под траками, Билась кровь из простреленных глав, Чтоб, входя в Лес Буковый, плакали Истерично рабы, тлен познав. Грозовой удар Копья Вотана Вскроет двери Вальхаллы врат, Знаки гибели смердам сотканы - Шевроны скрещённых гранат! За волей Волка вслед ринется воинство, Без страха Фенрира вновь оседлав, Зовётся Верностью Честь и Достоинство Последних викингов, чей голос прав. Кто в борьбе вечной увидел исток, Конец, начало, закат и рассвет, Вас штурм и натиск зовут на Восток Во славу Рейха на Тысячу Лет! Источник
За волей Волка вслед движется воинство, Седлая Фенрира Дух на бегу, Зовётся Верностью Честь и Достоинство Германской знати, нещадной к врагу. Кто белый свет отравил нечистотами Отродий обетованных земель? Черны к тем души за чёрными формами, Истошным воплем Хель пустит метель! Сквозь снег и грязь короли прорываются Порывом вьюги, волной штормовой И волчьей хваткой за горло вцепляются, За власть под яркой Полярной Звездой… Чтоб сжечь заразу недо-человечества, Чтоб искалечить их жизнь и судьбу, Чтоб возвеличить героев Отечества, Чтобы восславить святую войну. С луж хлебавших помои паломников Эскадрон смерти ищет впотьмах, Рёвом танковых клиньев Громовника «Тотенкопф» загоняет в чернь страх. Насадить на штыки «Дирлевангера», Бросить в ямы и в пасти кострищ, След агрессии северных варваров - На окалинах их пепелищ. В лёд вплавляются гильзы горячие, Клинки остры, крепки кулаки. Вот она! Бестий власть настоящая! Режьте вволю, спускайте курки. Секут пули мундир незапятнанный, Как кольчугу встарь копья секли, Поневоле пошли на попятную, Орды нечисти взять не смогли. И вновь атака молниеносная Батальонов с изломами рун В порошок разотрёт дрянь несносную, Забивая убожество в грунт. И чтоб кости хрустели под траками, Билась кровь из простреленных глав, Чтоб, входя в Лес Буковый, плакали Истерично рабы, тлен познав. Грозовой удар Копья Вотана Откроет двери Вальхаллы врат, Знаки гибели смердам сотканы - В петлицах скрещённых гранат! За волей Волка вслед ринется воинство, Без страха Фенрира вновь оседлав, Зовётся Верностью Честь и Достоинство Последних викингов, чей голос прав. Кто в борьбе вечной увидел исток, Конец, начало, закат и рассвет, Вас штурм и натиск зовут на Восток Во славу Рейха на Тысячу Лет!
The army follows the Wolf's will, Saddle Fenrir Spirit on the Run, It is called Loyalty, Honor and Dignity The German nobility, merciless to the enemy. Who poisoned the white world with sewage Are the offspring of the promised lands black to those souls behind the black forms, Hela will unleash a blizzard with a heart-rending scream! Kings break through the snow and mud A gust of blizzard, a wave of storm And they cling to the throat with a wolfish grip, For power under the bright North Star… To burn the infection of under-humanity, To cripple their lives and destinies, To glorify the heroes of the Fatherland, To glorify the holy war. From puddles of slop-slurping pilgrims The Death Squadron searches in the dark, With the roar of the Thunderer's tank wedges Totenkopf drives fear into the mob. To put on Dirlewanger's bayonets, Throw them into pits and into the mouths of bonfires, A trace of the aggression of the northern barbarians - On the ashes of their ashes. Hot casings are melted into the ice, The blades are sharp, the fists are strong. Here she is! The bestial power is real! Cut to your heart's content, pull the triggers. Bullets are whipping an unblemished uniform, Like old chain mail, spears were flogged, They had to back down, Couldn't win the hordes of evil. And again, the attack is lightning fast Battalions with bend of runes He 'll grind the obnoxious stuff into powder, Driving squalor into the ground. And so that the bones crunched under the tracks, Blood was beating from the shot heads, So that when they enter the Beech Forest, they cry Hysterically slaves, having known corruption. The Thunderbolt of Wotan's Spear Will open the doors of the Valhalla Gate, The signs of death are woven by smerdas (slaves) - In the buttonholes of crossed grenades! The army will rush after the Wolf's will, Without fear of Fenrir riding again, It is called Loyalty, Honor and Dignity The last Vikings whose voice is right. Who saw the source in the eternal struggle, The end, the beginning, the sunset and the dawn, the assault and the onslaught are calling you to the East For the glory of the Reich for a Thousand Years!
The army follows the will of the Wolf, Saddled Fenrir Spirit on the run, It is called Faithfulness Honor and Dignity German nobility, merciless to the enemy. Who poisoned the white light with filth Spawn of the Promised Lands? Black to those souls behind black forms, With a heart-rending cry, Hel will start a blizzard! Kings break through the snow and mud Blizzard burst, storm wave And they cling to the throat with a wolf's grip, For power under the bright Pole Star ... To burn away the infection of under-humanity, To cripple their life and destiny, To glorify the heroes of the Fatherland, To glorify the holy war From the puddles of pilgrims sipping slops Death squad seeks in the dark With the roar of the thunderbolt's tank wedges "Totenkopf" drives fear into the mob. Put the Dirlewanger on the bayonets, Throw in pits and in the jaws of fireplaces, The trail of the aggression of the northern barbarians - On the scales of their ashes. Hot sleeves are melted into the ice, The blades are sharp, the fists are strong. There she is! Beast power is real! Cut your fill, pull the hammers. Unsullied uniform of bullets, Spears were flogged like chain mail of old, We reluctantly backtracked The hordes of evil spirits could not take. And again the attack is lightning fast Battalions with fractured runes He will crumble the unbearable stuff into powder, Driving squalor into the ground. And so that the bones crunch under the tracks, Blood was beating from the shot heads, So that, entering the Beech Forest, they cry Hysterically slaves, knowing decay. Wotan's Spear Storm Strike Will open the doors of the Valhalla gates, The signs of doom are woven for the smerds - Crossed grenade chevrons! The army will rush after the will of the Wolf, Without fear Fenrir saddled again, It is called Faithfulness Honor and Dignity The last vikings whose voice is right. Who saw the source in the eternal struggle, End, beginning, sunset and dawn The storm and the onslaught are calling you to the East For the glory of the Reich for a Thousand Years!
And they cling to the throat with a wolf's grip, For power under the bright North Star... To burn away the infection of sub-humanity, To cripple their life and destiny, To exalt the heroes of the Fatherland, To glorify the holy war. From the puddles of pilgrims slurping slop The death squad searches in the dark, The roar of Gromovnik's tank wedges "Totenkopf" drives fear into the mob. Place Dirlewanger on bayonets Throw into pits and fire pits, The trace of aggression of the northern barbarians - On the scales of their ashes. Hot cartridges are melted into the ice, The blades are sharp, the fists are strong. Here she is! The beast power is real! Cut to your heart's content, pull the triggers. The bullets cut the unspotted uniform, Like chain mail of old, spears cut it, Involuntarily we backed down, The hordes of evil spirits could not take it. And again the attack is lightning fast Battalions with broken runes He will grind the unbearable rubbish into powder, Driving squalor into the ground. And so that the bones crunch under the tracks, Blood flowed from the shot heads, So that when entering the Beech Forest, they cry Hysterical slaves, having known decay. Thunderbolt of Wotan's Spear Will open the doors of Valhalla gates, Signs of death are woven for the smerks - Chevrons of crossed grenades! The army will rush after the will of the Wolf, Without fear, Fenrir mounted again, Called Loyalty Honor and Dignity The last Vikings whose voice is right. Who saw the source in the eternal struggle, End, beginning, sunset and dawn, Storm and onslaught is calling you to the East For the glory of the Reich for a thousand years! Had to translate it all from Russian
Yeah, for the most part. The Dirlewanger Brigade started out as an anti-partisan punitive unit but quickly expanded to include murderers, rapists and even the criminally insane. Even other SS commanders complained about their brutality which is saying something.
@@GAMER123GAMING not really i just dont think that slavs should flirt with germanic elements i think they should stick to their motherland worship and nature hippie pagan metal. nokturnal mortum and drudkh, for example
Cover image: 10/10
Music: 10/10
Incomprehensible German war-related lyrics: 10/10
Mysterious band you can't find on Spotify: 10/10
final vote: Hail!
It is not german language, it is Russian, about Russian SS division Dirlewanger
@@zerr0149 Thanks, I did not know that. I never knew Russian could sound so brutal.
@@zerr0149 Dirlewanger was a SS Penal Division. There might have been Russian volunteers imbedded in it at various times, but it was primarily a penal unit.
They were on Spotify for a while
Correct. Also once, someone made a video, saying it was "unethical" of the NSDAP for forming such a division. in reality it makes perfect sense, especially as a bull work against the evil enemy partisans. @@chadplow824
YT translated English lyrics with a few punch ups:
The army follows the will of the Wolf,
Saddled Fenrir Spirit on the run,
Called Loyalty Honor and Dignity
German nobility, merciless to the enemy.
Who poisoned the white light with sewage
Spawn of the promised lands?
Black are the souls behind the black forms,
Hel will unleash a blizzard with a heart-rending cry!
Kings break through the snow and mud
A gust of blizzard, a wave of storm
And they cling to the throat with a wolf's grip,
For power under the bright North Star...
To burn away the infection of sub-humanity,
To cripple their life and destiny,
To exalt the heroes of the Fatherland,
To glorify the holy war.
From the puddles of pilgrims slurping slop
The death squad searches in the dark,
The roar of Wotan/Thor's tank wedges
"Totenkopf" drives fear into the mob.
Dirlewanger places them on bayonets
Throw into pits and fire pits,
The trace of aggression of the northern barbarians -
On the scales of their ashes.
Hot cartridges are melted into the ice,
The blades are sharp, the fists are strong.
Here she is! The beast power is real!
Cut to your heart's content, pull the triggers.
The bullets cut the unspotted uniform,
Like chain mail of old, spears cut it,
Involuntarily we backed down,
The hordes of evil spirits could not take it.
And again the attack is lightning fast
Battalions with broken runes
He will grind the unbearable rubbish into powder,
Driving squalor into the ground.
And so that the bones crunch under the tracks,
Blood flowed from the shot heads,
So that when entering the Beech Forest, they cry
Hysterical slaves, having known decay.
Thunderbolt of Wotan's Spear
Will open the doors of Valhalla gates,
Signs of death are woven for the smerks -
Chevrons of crossed grenades!
The army will rush after the will of the Wolf,
Without fear, Fenrir mounted again,
Called Loyalty Honor and Dignity
The last Vikings whose voice is right.
Who saw the source in the eternal struggle,
End, beginning, sunset and dawn,
Storm and onslaught is calling you to the East
For the glory of the Reich for a Thousand Years!
You can say everthing about them, but their mask suit is fuckin badass
their masks are human skin
@@ihatethisshit8161 that's no true of course.
@@LOUIS-nx8jd have you felt one in person
@@ihatethisshit8161 no, but ok, would you kill people and use there skin to make a mask? also what ethnic group are you?
@@ihatethisshit8161 no, but saying there made of human skin is silly. you know they not made of that.
NSBM is one of the best style of Blackmetal
Soooooo we’re nazis Alr, nsbm is a lyrical content not an actual genre
@@Doomguysdeadbunny its so true what GROM said, black mental is all kill Christians but notjews. its so cucked. fuck B.M. NSBM is the only B.M
@@DoomguysdeadbunnyYou’re the one who clicked on a Black Metal song about Dirlewagner what do you expect lol, but yes, like RAC, I’d call it a scene, Now Magick metal is a sub genre and it came from NSBM
EDIT: He called it a style which is a good description
@@WitchHunterSiegfried bro get your nerdy black metal terminology out of here no one cares just listen to music bro
@@Doomguysdeadbunny RAC (Rock Against Communism) is punk lmao
Greetings from Finland! Hail's o/
Where did you get this?
Sounds a bit different from the spotify version
In Telegram
@@MadailVorbak was it from a compilation?
Unreleased version from album "10 Disturbed Years" I think@@Guadalajara1937
@@MadailVorbakcould you tell the channel id please? I've found a channel with Wolfkrieg's music, but the "10 Disturbed Years" album with this version isn't posted there
@@lsnik because it's from album "The Fury of Giants"
dawg nice song
The album version is slightly different, this is either a single/compilation version or a remix
PFP merda, amigo
I blast this while playing ultrakill because the in-game music is too gay for my taste.
Dude , It is a song from russian national-socialist band , you can't get gауеr than that
@@user-hc8nn5ql7f I disagree in that this is still slightly less gay thsn breakcore or however the Ultrakill music is called. Very slightly, though.
Based.
@artembashynsky3624 anyone anti NS should getThe Chair
The part at 2:51! UNNNNNNNFFFF!!! 🤘😝
nice song
Dirlewanger, a great hero and conquerer of the pestilence
well said.
i dont remember it sounding
like this
Based
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база
Текст просто охуеть🔥
lyrics?
ох, чёртов русский
За волей Волка вслед движется воинство, Седлая Фенрира Дух на бегу, Зовётся Верностью Честь и Достоинство Германской знати, нещадной к врагу. Кто белый свет отравил нечистотами Отродий обетованных земель? Черны к тем души за чёрными формами, Истошным воплем Хель пустит метель! Сквозь снег и грязь короли прорываются Порывом вьюги, волной штормовой И волчьей хваткой за горло цепляются, За власть под яркой Полярной Звездой… Чтоб сжечь заразу недо-человечества, Чтоб искалечить их жизнь и судьбу, Чтоб возвеличить героев Отечества, Чтобы восславить святую войну. С луж хлебавших помои паломников Эскадрон смерти ищет впотьмах, Рёвом танковых клиньев Громовника «Тотенкопф» загоняет в чернь страх. Насадить на штыки «Дирлевангера», Бросить в ямы и в пасти кострищ, След агрессии северных варваров - На окалинах их пепелищ. В лёд вплавляются гильзы горячие, Клинки остры, крепки кулаки. Вот она! Бестий власть настоящая! Режьте вволю, спускайте курки. Секут пули мундир незапятнанный, Как кольчугу встарь копья секли, Поневоле пошли на попятную, Орды нечисти взять не смогли. И вновь атака молниеносная Батальонов с изломами рун В порошок разотрёт дрянь несносную, Забивая убожество в грунт. И чтоб кости хрустели под траками, Билась кровь из простреленных глав, Чтоб, входя в Лес Буковый, плакали Истерично рабы, тлен познав. Грозовой удар Копья Вотана Вскроет двери Вальхаллы врат, Знаки гибели смердам сотканы - Шевроны скрещённых гранат! За волей Волка вслед ринется воинство, Без страха Фенрира вновь оседлав, Зовётся Верностью Честь и Достоинство Последних викингов, чей голос прав. Кто в борьбе вечной увидел исток, Конец, начало, закат и рассвет, Вас штурм и натиск зовут на Восток Во славу Рейха на Тысячу Лет!
Источник
Silver bullets💪😐
😇
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Первый раз слышу с этой музыкой.
Intro sound like cradle of filth song
LVF in Czonia
💯💯
3:35 yos
anyone got lyrics for this '
It may be on metal-archives
За волей Волка вслед движется воинство,
Седлая Фенрира Дух на бегу,
Зовётся Верностью Честь и Достоинство
Германской знати, нещадной к врагу.
Кто белый свет отравил нечистотами
Отродий обетованных земель?
Черны к тем души за чёрными формами,
Истошным воплем Хель пустит метель!
Сквозь снег и грязь короли прорываются
Порывом вьюги, волной штормовой
И волчьей хваткой за горло вцепляются,
За власть под яркой Полярной Звездой…
Чтоб сжечь заразу недо-человечества,
Чтоб искалечить их жизнь и судьбу,
Чтоб возвеличить героев Отечества,
Чтобы восславить святую войну.
С луж хлебавших помои паломников
Эскадрон смерти ищет впотьмах,
Рёвом танковых клиньев Громовника
«Тотенкопф» загоняет в чернь страх.
Насадить на штыки «Дирлевангера»,
Бросить в ямы и в пасти кострищ,
След агрессии северных варваров -
На окалинах их пепелищ.
В лёд вплавляются гильзы горячие,
Клинки остры, крепки кулаки.
Вот она! Бестий власть настоящая!
Режьте вволю, спускайте курки.
Секут пули мундир незапятнанный,
Как кольчугу встарь копья секли,
Поневоле пошли на попятную,
Орды нечисти взять не смогли.
И вновь атака молниеносная
Батальонов с изломами рун
В порошок разотрёт дрянь несносную,
Забивая убожество в грунт.
И чтоб кости хрустели под траками,
Билась кровь из простреленных глав,
Чтоб, входя в Лес Буковый, плакали
Истерично рабы, тлен познав.
Грозовой удар Копья Вотана
Откроет двери Вальхаллы врат,
Знаки гибели смердам сотканы -
В петлицах скрещённых гранат!
За волей Волка вслед ринется воинство,
Без страха Фенрира вновь оседлав,
Зовётся Верностью Честь и Достоинство
Последних викингов, чей голос прав.
Кто в борьбе вечной увидел исток,
Конец, начало, закат и рассвет,
Вас штурм и натиск зовут на Восток
Во славу Рейха на Тысячу Лет!
The army follows the Wolf's will,
Saddle Fenrir Spirit on the Run,
It is called Loyalty, Honor and Dignity
The German nobility, merciless to the enemy.
Who poisoned the white world with sewage
Are the offspring of the promised lands
black to those souls behind the black forms,
Hela will unleash a blizzard with a heart-rending scream!
Kings break through the snow and mud
A gust of blizzard, a wave of storm
And they cling to the throat with a wolfish grip,
For power under the bright North Star…
To burn the infection of under-humanity,
To cripple their lives and destinies,
To glorify the heroes of the Fatherland,
To glorify the holy war.
From puddles of slop-slurping pilgrims
The Death Squadron searches in the dark,
With the roar of the Thunderer's tank wedges
Totenkopf drives fear into the mob.
To put on Dirlewanger's bayonets,
Throw them into pits and into the mouths of bonfires,
A trace of the aggression of the northern barbarians -
On the ashes of their ashes.
Hot casings are melted into the ice,
The blades are sharp, the fists are strong.
Here she is! The bestial power is real!
Cut to your heart's content, pull the triggers.
Bullets are whipping an unblemished uniform,
Like old chain mail, spears were flogged,
They had to back down,
Couldn't win the hordes of evil.
And again, the attack is lightning fast
Battalions with bend of runes
He 'll grind the obnoxious stuff into powder,
Driving squalor into the ground.
And so that the bones crunched under the tracks,
Blood was beating from the shot heads,
So that when they enter the Beech Forest, they cry
Hysterically slaves, having known corruption.
The Thunderbolt of Wotan's Spear
Will open the doors of the Valhalla Gate,
The signs of death are woven by smerdas (slaves) -
In the buttonholes of crossed grenades!
The army will rush after the Wolf's will,
Without fear of Fenrir riding again,
It is called Loyalty, Honor and Dignity
The last Vikings whose voice is right.
Who saw the source in the eternal struggle,
The end, the beginning, the sunset and the dawn,
the assault and the onslaught are calling you to the East
For the glory of the Reich for a Thousand Years!
The army follows the will of the Wolf,
Saddled Fenrir Spirit on the run,
It is called Faithfulness Honor and Dignity
German nobility, merciless to the enemy.
Who poisoned the white light with filth
Spawn of the Promised Lands?
Black to those souls behind black forms,
With a heart-rending cry, Hel will start a blizzard!
Kings break through the snow and mud
Blizzard burst, storm wave
And they cling to the throat with a wolf's grip,
For power under the bright Pole Star ...
To burn away the infection of under-humanity,
To cripple their life and destiny,
To glorify the heroes of the Fatherland,
To glorify the holy war
From the puddles of pilgrims sipping slops
Death squad seeks in the dark
With the roar of the thunderbolt's tank wedges
"Totenkopf" drives fear into the mob.
Put the Dirlewanger on the bayonets,
Throw in pits and in the jaws of fireplaces,
The trail of the aggression of the northern barbarians -
On the scales of their ashes.
Hot sleeves are melted into the ice,
The blades are sharp, the fists are strong.
There she is! Beast power is real!
Cut your fill, pull the hammers.
Unsullied uniform of bullets,
Spears were flogged like chain mail of old,
We reluctantly backtracked
The hordes of evil spirits could not take.
And again the attack is lightning fast
Battalions with fractured runes
He will crumble the unbearable stuff into powder,
Driving squalor into the ground.
And so that the bones crunch under the tracks,
Blood was beating from the shot heads,
So that, entering the Beech Forest, they cry
Hysterically slaves, knowing decay.
Wotan's Spear Storm Strike
Will open the doors of the Valhalla gates,
The signs of doom are woven for the smerds -
Crossed grenade chevrons!
The army will rush after the will of the Wolf,
Without fear Fenrir saddled again,
It is called Faithfulness Honor and Dignity
The last vikings whose voice is right.
Who saw the source in the eternal struggle,
End, beginning, sunset and dawn
The storm and the onslaught are calling you to the East
For the glory of the Reich for a Thousand Years!
And they cling to the throat with a wolf's grip, For power under the bright North Star... To burn away the infection of sub-humanity, To cripple their life and destiny, To exalt the heroes of the Fatherland, To glorify the holy war. From the puddles of pilgrims slurping slop The death squad searches in the dark, The roar of Gromovnik's tank wedges "Totenkopf" drives fear into the mob. Place Dirlewanger on bayonets Throw into pits and fire pits, The trace of aggression of the northern barbarians - On the scales of their ashes. Hot cartridges are melted into the ice, The blades are sharp, the fists are strong. Here she is! The beast power is real! Cut to your heart's content, pull the triggers. The bullets cut the unspotted uniform, Like chain mail of old, spears cut it, Involuntarily we backed down, The hordes of evil spirits could not take it. And again the attack is lightning fast Battalions with broken runes He will grind the unbearable rubbish into powder, Driving squalor into the ground. And so that the bones crunch under the tracks, Blood flowed from the shot heads, So that when entering the Beech Forest, they cry Hysterical slaves, having known decay. Thunderbolt of Wotan's Spear Will open the doors of Valhalla gates, Signs of death are woven for the smerks - Chevrons of crossed grenades! The army will rush after the will of the Wolf, Without fear, Fenrir mounted again, Called Loyalty Honor and Dignity The last Vikings whose voice is right. Who saw the source in the eternal struggle, End, beginning, sunset and dawn, Storm and onslaught is calling you to the East For the glory of the Reich for a thousand years!
Had to translate it all from Russian
you know its bad when a paramilitary supported by the government still has to wear masks
When your job is to deal with terrorists, it makes sense ngl
they were probably decent men, fighting against the spreader of filth and decay which are know as the all lies.
weren't they just prisoners who were forced to fight - murderers and rapers without any ethos?
originally conscripted from imprisoned poachers
Yeah, for the most part. The Dirlewanger Brigade started out as an anti-partisan punitive unit but quickly expanded to include murderers, rapists and even the criminally insane.
Even other SS commanders complained about their brutality which is saying something.
@kicchigai yikes
can we trust allied war propaganda though? I thought we were all past this like ten years ago.
@@GAMER123GAMING they were probably decent men, fighting against the spreader of filth and decay which are know as the all lies.
Dirlewangers Wölfe!
Dirlewanger the Hero!
mario
Dirlewanger was a crazy bastard haha good song as well sounds different from original
@HyperStrasseristNZGR He was a convicted pedophile.
Нет.
Слава Руси, 🤟
slavic vocals? wtf
From Russia with love, and fuck off
It is a russian band
it sounds really good.
racist
@@GAMER123GAMING not really i just dont think that slavs should flirt with germanic elements i think they should stick to their motherland worship and nature hippie pagan metal. nokturnal mortum and drudkh, for example