Now there′s a standstill in the war, repeating what's been done before It must come to an end, a few will transcend They were under 25, and under fire they would thriveThe Sturmmann is born, their enemies scorn A glimpse o.. Read »

From the mist, a shape, a ship, is taking form And the silence of the sea is about to drift into a storm Sign of power, show of forceRaise the anchor, battleship′s plotting its course Pride of a nation, a beast made of ste.. Read »

Who shall be remembered In the ancient house of war? All the medals, all those storiesIn the alley of the greats Celebrated hero Who has wandered through the dark She stand before you All that metal shining bright Lost in t.. Read »