SABATON is a Swedish Power Metal band from Falun. The band’s main lyrical themes are based on war and historical battles – the name is a reference to a sabaton, knight’s foot armour.
The armour and battle theme is heard in the albums Primo Victoria, The Art of War, Attero Dominatus, Coat of Arms, Carolus Rex, Heroes, and The Last Stand in which all of the songs contain these motifs, except final tracks which are tribute songs to influential heavy metal bands. Lyrical content drawn from World War I, World War II and other historical conflicts is prevalent and lyrics often recite stories of heroic deeds by men and armies. Source
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Screaming Eagles
Music by: Brodén / Text by: Brodén / Sundström
Crack of the lightning splitting the ground
Thunder is sounding, artillery pounding
Wrath of the Nazi’s cast on Bastogne
Facing their forces alone
ALONE! [2x]
Sent from the skies jumped into the unknown
The march to Berlin has begun
Spearhead the charge surrounded by foes
Eagles are leading the way
France is still under enemy rule
Push, axis retreat
Thrown towards Arnhem a bitter defeat
They’re stretched out just one bridge too far
Turn of the tide, it’s breaking away
Losing momentum, retreat
Go to Bastogne, the crossroads must hold
Stand, alone in the cold
Crack of the lightning splitting the ground
Thunder is sounding, artillery pounding
Wrath of the Nazi’s cast on Bastogne
Facing their forces alone
ALONE! [2x]
Dig your own foxholes or dig your own Grave
The storm is about to begin
The siege has begun, there’s nowhere to run
Panzerkampfwagen emerge
Tanks and mortars are shaking the ground
Prey of man and machine
Crack of the lightning splitting the ground
Thunder is sounding, artillery pounding
Wrath of the Nazi’s cast on Bastogne
Facing their forces alone
Chill of the winter bite to the bone and Christmas is drawing near
Soldiers are freezing, the death toll increasing
They’re dying in their holes
There’s no surrender there’s no retreat, the Wehrmacht is drawing near
There’s no reinforcements they’re fighting all alone
Sent from the skies ended up in Bastogne
As easy, as hard as they get
Nazi command request and demand
Offer surrender – declined
Nuts! The generals word echo clear
Nuts! The Nazi’s shall hear
Thunder is sounding, artillery pounding
Wrath of the Nazi’s cast on Bastogne
Facing their forces alone
