Over hundred years ago since we first rode into fire,
The rulers of the battlefield, rolling over trench and wire.
Into battle, no retreat, roll out, for our foes we spell disaster,
In the footsteps of Montgomery, Patton followed, we came after.
Flers–Courcelette showed the way.
Evolution leading to
El-Alamein until today,
We're the first ones into the fray.
Steel Commanders!
(Rule the battlefield)
Spearhead Flanders!
(Tankers leading the)
Storm of panzers!
(Battle calling the)
Steel Commanders!
From the Mark 1's introduction to the beast known as the Leopard,
With our Chieftains and Centurions, our frontline has been tempered.
From the fields of Prokhorovka to the shores of Overlord,
The beginning of the victory, Shermans rolling on to Sword...

Fast as the wind, the invasion has begun,
Shaking the ground with the force of (a) thousand guns.
First in the line of fire, first into hostile land,
Tanks leading the way, leading the way.
Charging the lines with the force of a furious storm,
Fast as the lightning, phantoms swarm.
Two-hundred miles at nightfall, taken within a day,
Thus earning the name, earning the fame.
They are the Panzer Elite.
Born to compete, never retreat,
(Ghost Division).
Living or dead, always ahead,
Fed by your dread.
Always ahead as the blitzkrieg rages on,
Breaking morale with the sound of blazing guns...
Leaving a trail of destruction through a foreign land (Waging war with conviction)
Massive assault live to serve the nazi plan (Wehrmachts' pride, ghost division).
Communications broken, Phantoms too far away,
Thus earning the name, earning the fame...
Pushing the frontline forth with a tremendous force (Far ahead, breaks resistance),
Breaching the way for panzer corps (Show no fear, self-subsistent)...

Kickstart fighter launch,
Throttle set to full.
Speed king, race to win,
Afterburners roaring.
Ghostlike counterstrike,
Takes them by surprise.
Score 307, Jordan attack,
Israel crush that.
Futile attempt,
Control Jerusalem.
Drive back surprise attack,
Take the Western Wall.
Next day make them pay
Over River Jordan.
Syria last in line,
Head for Golan Heights.
Strike without a warning,
See the Syria forces falling.
Syria attacked,
Israel crushed their
Lines of defence,
Ruling the Golan Heights.
6 days of fire, 1 day of rest,
June '67 taught them respect,
Control Jerusalem.
3 nations fallen in 6 days of war,
Traitorous neighbours, received as deserved.
Under the sun in the dust of the war,
1 nation standing stronger than before.
First into Egypt and sent them to hell,
Then turned their forces to Jordan.
Climb up the mountains, where Syria awaits,
Break them in hours, protect Holy Land.

"For decades, the Austro-Hungarian Empire had been a powerful influence in the heart of Europe.
Resting on a legacy, their house kept stability, order and peace,
But not everyone bowed to this power.
In the summer of 1914,
The Archduke Franz Ferdinand of the empire is visiting Sarajevo,
Unaware of the assassins awaiting him, and what will come.
Two shots are fired, and the Archduke is dead.
The Empire cannot let this go unpunished,
And the first declaration of war is made."
From a shot that would change the world,
Tensions rise and a war is unfurled.
Nothing like what had come before,
It's the war that will end all war...
"Chaos and shockwaves spread from the Balkans across the globe.
Alliances are put to the test, threats exchanged,
And armies are put on high alert.
In the East, the Russian Tsar is trying to calm the situation with his cousin, the Kaiser of Germany.
But it is all in vain, the situation is out of control.
War is unavoidable..."
"The Battle of the Frontiers starts in August.
As soldiers cross borders and bullets are fired in rage,
War begins."

"For decades, the Austro-Hungarian Empire had been a powerful influence in the heart of Europe.
Resting on a legacy, their house kept stability, order and peace,
But not everyone bowed to this power.
In the summer of 1914,
The Archduke Franz Ferdinand of the empire is visiting Sarajevo,
Unaware of the assassins awaiting him, and what will come.
Two shots are fired, and the Archduke is dead.
The Empire cannot let this go unpunished,
And the first declaration of war is made."
From a shot that would change the world,
Tensions rise and a war is unfurled.
Nothing like what had come before,
It's the war that will end all war...
"Chaos and shockwaves spread from the Balkans across the globe.
Alliances are put to the test, threats exchanged,
And armies are put on high alert.
In the East, the Russian Tsar is trying to calm the situation with his cousin, the Kaiser of Germany.
But it is all in vain, the situation is out of control.
War is unavoidable..."
"The Battle of the Frontiers starts in August.
As soldiers cross borders and bullets are fired in rage,
War begins."

"Gas, the ultimate weapon of cruelty, a highly delivery system of a slow and painful death.
This time, a fortress and it's few defenders would suffer its horrible consequences.
Out of the poisonous cloud came an army of men who should already have been dead."
Turmoil at the front,
Wilhelm's forces on the hunt.
There's a thunder in the east,
It's an attack of the deceased.
They've been facing poison gas,
7,000 charge en-masse.
Turn the tide of the attack,
And force the enemy to turn back.
And that's when the dead men are marching again.
Osowiec then and again,
Attack of the dead, hundred men.
Facing the lead once again,
Hundred men charge again, die again...
Two combatants spar,
Hindenburg against the Tsar.
Move in 12 battalions large
Into a Russian counter-charge.
They'll be fighting for their lives
As their enemy revives.
Russians won't surrender, no,
Striking fear into their foe.
And that's when the dead men are marching again...

Prepare for nuclear attack
Warned but did not heed
Prepare for nuclear attack
Extermination
Strike back
Chose not to believe
Another nuclear attack.

Sent to the islands to secure what is ours,
Marching ashore in the cover of night.
Hide until dawn and attack in the twilight,
Shake them awake with the thunder of guns.
Orders from the iron maiden, "Get the islands back",
Failure will not be accepted, call for artillery strike, launch attack.
We are back in control, force them to surrender,
Take what is ours, restore law and order.
Back in control, push them further out to sea,
Falklands in our hands, back under British reign.
Push them back further and out from the islands,
Into our fleet that will stop their retreat.
Mark their positions and call in the airforce,
Harriers and Vulcans strikes at our command...

Defend the motherland, Moscow shall not fall!
Stand and follow command, our blood for the homeland,
Heed the motherland's call, and brace for the storm.
Moscow will never give in, there is no surrender,
Force them into retreat, and into defeat...
From Kazakhstan to Magadan,
Call of the motherland, Russia shall prevail!

Oh, Mother Russia, union of lands,
Will of the people, strong in command.
Oh, Mother Russia, union of lands,
Once more victorious, the Red Army stands.