Alba s touto skladbou:
War Of Ages,
Mid of July, the summer breeze
Carries scents of blood along
Those times we fear,
To lose a dream, to lose a nation
Our strategy, a master plan,
Slowly wrtiting history
A genius trap coming their way,
Fate will not let us down today
I don't defeat an enemy
I defend what I beliefe is right
My role in the war is to bring
To my country a glory to taste
Tannenberg, where they lost the game
Surrounding their men
We let them no chance
Tannenberg, luck was on our side,
That they never changed their mind
Tannenberg, when I chose that name
I remember the knights
Who fell in the past
Shall this victory lighten their memory
Everywhere, all the same
Together as one, in the fronting line
Men are ready for the fight
I know they fear,
To lose their dreams, to lose their reason
Falling around one by one,
Victims of fate will soon abound.
But rules are clear as they see
They can only survive by killing
They don't defeat an enemy,
They obey orders we have given,
Your soldiers of fortune know
We owe you the glory we taste
Tannenberg, where they lost the game
Surrounding their men
We let them no chance
Tannenberg, luck was on our side,
That they never changed their mind
Tannenberg, when I chose that name
I remember the knights
Who fell in the past
Shall this victory lighten their memory
Everywhere, all the same
Here I stand
Watching the line
There they stand, together
Fall with pride
On both sides
Men are a band of brothers
But counting the dead is somehow
Changing the glory to waste
Tannenberg, if I had done wrong,
I wouldn't live to long... a regret so strong Tannenberg, luck was on our side,
That they never changed their mind
Tannenberg, when I chose that name
I remember the knights
Who fell in the past
Shall this victory lighten their memory
Everywhere, all the same
