Текст песни Wolfenstein - Wolfenstein

Willie Blazhkovich enters into the estate of Wolfenstein
Stone on a stone, there is nowhere to put in the podverin basements
Heinrich looked under the Celtic Cross, howling his witch verse
Soldier Blazhkovich, special forces OSA and looking for some two

Did you want to die a poor Grocel Goss?
Work of a soldier - any trouble not to perceive seriously
The work of a soldier, that still creature, I'm tired and terribly drunk
Poor Gretel, for your death, I will raise a glass

Willie Blazhotovich wandes on the castle sneaking the shoulder corners
He will wonder the shadow in the form of SS, zombies and sorcerers
Ryv machine gun making to the ground, bullets crumble concrete
Consciousness Willy goes on the bottom of the frozen

Russians with battle take Berlin, Dresden burns on fire
Everywhere ruins and bitter smoke, this is the end of the war
From the smell of death there is nothing to breathe, the Rhine boils blood
Allied tanks took the Ring of the Spare Wolfenstein

"Captain, something wrong with this castle, Fritza has long gone,
But at night there are shadows in the windows and lights flashed "
When the plastic is torn behind the doors, the day will reverse
Willie rises from behind the plates, and start shooting again