Night Trains

Night trains, filling up, on a railway station in Berlin

On the way to the Eastern Front, as winter was closing in
Young soldiers who were on their way to a freezing, living hell
For victory's dreams had faded now, amongst explosions and deadly shells
Night trains, moving out
Moving on, to the distant east
Pride and love for the Fatherland
As they sought the road to victory
They choose to fight against all odds, against a foe without a god
They fought for good, for all mankind, along death's roads they bravely trod
Marching on to a fiery fate, their courage it did not fail
To a land of fire and ice they advanced up danger's trails
As the they marched into the icy wastes, there was no end in their sights
And all they had was their comradeship, and the bitter cold of endless nights
Well so many died in graves of ice, never again to see their Fatherland
As their blood was spilt, so died their dreams, before the true ideal they took their stand

Road to Valhalla
There is a road, and it leads to Valhalla
Where only the chosen are allowed
There is a boy, with a dream of Valhalla
A place in the land of the gods
But in the heart, where the fire burns forever
Where life goes on, for those who fell in battle
The gods are waiting, the moment he falls in the fight
And he will rise, when the sun goes down
Raised high his sword, as he cried out "Valhalla"
His dream had become reality
Tonight he will dine on the road to Valhalla
Chosen to feast with the gods
But in the heart, where the fires burn forever
Where life goes on, for the mighty young Viking
The journey has finally come to an end, for the boy
And he has risen as the bravest of them all