Lyrics:
Fresh from moscowover Volga came to comrades aidcity in despairalmost crushed by the f?hrers armyOh it's colder than hellHitler's forces advancingThe sound of the mortarsthe music of deatha grand symphonySee your friends fall hear thempray to the god your country deniesevery man dies alone and when yourtime comes you will know that it's timeStalin's fortress on fireIs this madness or hellThe sound of the mortarsthe music of deathwe're playing the devils symphonyour violins are gunsconducted from hellOh StalingradMratnimiatAre you playingdo you follow the conductors leadno one knows youno one cares about a single violinPlay the score of the damnedknow the devil within