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open the gates, fire at will, hell let loose, shoot to kill

sting of the sea, salts the wound, final stand, slaughter dune

welcome to, Normandie, enjoy your stay, the machinegun spray

the barrel melts, the belt runs dry, no more ammo, prepare to die

prepare to die

throw them back, into the sea, the red tide rolls, in Normandie

the barbed wire shreds, the mines explode, the guns bombard, they still unload

300 meters, of killing field, 40 men, form the shield

they held the line, and gave them hell, fought to the end, until they fell

welcome to hell

the Beast of Omaha will kill them all, one by one (x4)

the Beast of Omaha will kill them all (x2)

one by one, they all fell, crying for their mothers, the final farewell

hundreds of bodies, litter the sand, a grotesque display, a horror so grand

how many more, men will they send, high tide drags them down, to the bottom condemned

mg42, and rifle by my side, twelve hundred rounds a minute, in this I confide

the Beast of Omaha will kill them all one by one

the Beast will kill them all