Fresh from Moscow
   Over Volga came to comrades aid
   City in despair
   Almost crushed by the führers army
   
   Oh it's colder than hell
   Hitlers forces advancing
   
   The sound of mortars
   The music of death
   A grand symphony
   
   See your friends fall hear them
   Pray to the god your country denies
   Every man dies alone and when your
   Time comes you will know that it's time
   
   Stalins fortress on fire
   Is this madness or hell
   
   The sound of mortars
   The music of death
   We're playing the devils symphony
   Our violins are guns
   Conducted from hell
   
   Oh Stalingrad
   Mratnimiat
   
   Are you playing
   Do you follow the conductors lead
   No one knows you
   No one cares about single a single violin
   
   Play the score of the damned
   Know the devil within