PANZERCHRIST LYRICS

1. The Lean Black Cruisers

2. The Gods They Do Not Give Us Long

3. He Is Dead Who Will Not Fight

The naked earth is warm with spring,
And with green grass and bursting trees
Leans to the sun's gaze glorying,
And quivers in the sunny breeze;
And life is colour and warmth and light,
And a striving evermore for these;
And he is dead who will not fight;
And who dies fighting has increase.

All the bright company of Heaven
Hold him in their high comradeship,
The Dog-Star, and the Sisters Seven,
Orion's Belt and sworded hip.

The woodland trees that stand together,
They stand to him !

And life is colour and warmth and light,
And a striving evermore for these;
And he is dead who will not fight;
And who dies fighting has increase.

Christ - Thy name is Panzer!

4. Infants' Graves

Infant' graves are steps of angels, where
Earth's brightest gems of innocence repose.
God is their parent, and they need no tear;
He takes them to His bosom from earth's woes,
A bud their lifetime and a flower their close.
Their spirits are an Iris of the skies,
Needing no prayers; a sunset's happy close.
Gone are the bright rays of their soft blue eyes;
Flowers weep in dew-drops oer them, and the gale gently sighs

Their lives were nothing but a sunny shower,
Melting on flowers as tears melt from the eye.
Their deaths were dew-drops on Heaven's amaranth bower,
And tolled on flowers as Summer gales went by.
They bowed and trembled, and they left no sigh,
And the sun smiled to show their end was well.
Infants have nought to weep for ere they die;
All prayers are needless, beads they need not tell,
White flowers their mourners are, Nature their passing bell.

5. Weep No More

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Weep no more ! Nor sigh, nor groan,
Sorrow calls no time that 's gone:
Violets pluck'd, the sweetest rain
Makes not fresh nor grow again.
Trim thy locks, look cheerfully;
Fate's hid ends eyes cannot see.

6. Flame Of The Panzerchrist

Church of Christ breeding hate, the flame of hell shall rise
Satan's force rains from the throne to slay the priest of lies
1,000 years was bound by chain, Satanus seeks revenge
Burning flame, the Antichrist - no mercy, no repent

Lightning strikes the knell of death, panic runs below
Holy priest, he prays in vain, the winds of death now blow
Flame of the Panzerchrist

Satan's troops they march from hell, the resurrected dead
Church of Christ lay under siege, the flame of death burns red
Demons slay the king of kings, destroy this holy shrine
Bow to me the Panzerchrist, the house of god is mine

Lightning strikes the knell of death, panic runs below
Holy priest, he prays in vain, the winds of death now blow
Flame of the Panzerchrist

In sacred tongue they try to fight, Satan holds the force
Wind and flame exerting death, destruction of the cross
Spirits scream with chants of doom, Lucifer has come
Distant hopes the heavens fall, in hell thy will be done

Lightning strikes the knell of death, panic runs below
Holy priest, he prays in vain, the winds of death now blow
Flame of the Panzer...
Christ, thy name is Panzer

7. Lumps Of Rotting Clay

NO Man's Land is an eerie sight
At early dawn in the pale gray light.
Never a house and never a hedge
In No Man s Land from edge to edge,
And never a living soul walks there
To taste the fresh of the morning air;
Only some lumps of rotting clay,
That were friends or foemen yesterday.

What are the bounds of No Man s Land?
You can see them clearly on either hand,
A mound of rag-bags gray in the sun,
Or a furrow of brown where the earthworks run
From the eastern hills

Christ - Thy name is Panzer!

8. War In The North

Honour marched courageous hearts
through our city streets.
Joyous youth corrupt, defiled,
by the touch of lethal steel.
Boys made men we were sent back then,
to be our lands elite.
To join in battle on foreign soil.
To be the chosen few.

War is War; nothing more.

Violent noise and beating rain,
Hot metal screams, torn flesh steams.
Blood, mud, fear, pain;

War is War; nothing more.

By war's swift touch a life lays broken,
pleading eyes leave nothing unspoken.
A clutching hand slowly loosens
and when Death shrieks its triumph,
a boy man answers.

War is War; nothing more.

Some returned, the "Lucky Ones",
to safety, friends, to make amends,
to dull the pain - to feel the same.

To give mother's the lie to light pride's flame.
"He died for us all, no fear - no pain."

Christ! Thy Name is Panzer!

9. The Spirit Of Soldiers

PANZERCHRIST LYRICS