| Song | Open Fire |
| Artist | Cryptic Wintermoon |
| Album | Of Shadows |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| This morning has been born without light dim forlorn | |
| A severe vault of clouds rushed across the open downs | |
| Black gaunt and eerie tree skeletons danced dreadfully | |
| Tight in the claws of frost winter showed it's ghostly host | |
| Artillery combat flashing cannon fire deafening sound | |
| Approaching slowly but unstoppable leaves burned ground | |
| Nervously waiting in wretched ditches laid in ruins | |
| The last instructional orders reached us a few hours ago | |
| Now separated from allied troops assured to come | |
| But there's no more chance to flee from the superior enemy | |
| Hell racing high speed bullet machine gun monotomy | |
| Relinquishing position means to choose suzerainty | |
| Just like an enormous thunderstorm war rules the entire killing zone | |
| Below the scourge of madness and decay that burdensome commands the way | |
| A sudden detonation to my left fire screams a ray of heat | |
| Glowing splinters hailing down cutting through irresistible flesh | |
| A sweetly scented reek turns the air into a sick | |
| Paralyzed breathing we undertook the last offence | |
| Open fire breaking through the hostile lines | |
| Ravaging internecine assault | |
| Crawling through the mud terrified of the inevitable end | |
| Our fate uncertain like that of a cutter in a storm | |
| The nameless victims whose faces are unknown to thee | |
| Buried deep in the noman's land's mass graves | |
| Open fire breaking through the hostile lines | |
| Ravaging internecine assault | |
| Below the scourge of madness and decay we horribly passed away |
| This morning has been born without light dim forlorn | |
| A severe vault of clouds rushed across the open downs | |
| Black gaunt and eerie tree skeletons danced dreadfully | |
| Tight in the claws of frost winter showed it' s ghostly host | |
| Artillery combat flashing cannon fire deafening sound | |
| Approaching slowly but unstoppable leaves burned ground | |
| Nervously waiting in wretched ditches laid in ruins | |
| The last instructional orders reached us a few hours ago | |
| Now separated from allied troops assured to come | |
| But there' s no more chance to flee from the superior enemy | |
| Hell racing high speed bullet machine gun monotomy | |
| Relinquishing position means to choose suzerainty | |
| Just like an enormous thunderstorm war rules the entire killing zone | |
| Below the scourge of madness and decay that burdensome commands the way | |
| A sudden detonation to my left fire screams a ray of heat | |
| Glowing splinters hailing down cutting through irresistible flesh | |
| A sweetly scented reek turns the air into a sick | |
| Paralyzed breathing we undertook the last offence | |
| Open fire breaking through the hostile lines | |
| Ravaging internecine assault | |
| Crawling through the mud terrified of the inevitable end | |
| Our fate uncertain like that of a cutter in a storm | |
| The nameless victims whose faces are unknown to thee | |
| Buried deep in the noman' s land' s mass graves | |
| Open fire breaking through the hostile lines | |
| Ravaging internecine assault | |
| Below the scourge of madness and decay we horribly passed away |
| This morning has been born without light dim forlorn | |
| A severe vault of clouds rushed across the open downs | |
| Black gaunt and eerie tree skeletons danced dreadfully | |
| Tight in the claws of frost winter showed it' s ghostly host | |
| Artillery combat flashing cannon fire deafening sound | |
| Approaching slowly but unstoppable leaves burned ground | |
| Nervously waiting in wretched ditches laid in ruins | |
| The last instructional orders reached us a few hours ago | |
| Now separated from allied troops assured to come | |
| But there' s no more chance to flee from the superior enemy | |
| Hell racing high speed bullet machine gun monotomy | |
| Relinquishing position means to choose suzerainty | |
| Just like an enormous thunderstorm war rules the entire killing zone | |
| Below the scourge of madness and decay that burdensome commands the way | |
| A sudden detonation to my left fire screams a ray of heat | |
| Glowing splinters hailing down cutting through irresistible flesh | |
| A sweetly scented reek turns the air into a sick | |
| Paralyzed breathing we undertook the last offence | |
| Open fire breaking through the hostile lines | |
| Ravaging internecine assault | |
| Crawling through the mud terrified of the inevitable end | |
| Our fate uncertain like that of a cutter in a storm | |
| The nameless victims whose faces are unknown to thee | |
| Buried deep in the noman' s land' s mass graves | |
| Open fire breaking through the hostile lines | |
| Ravaging internecine assault | |
| Below the scourge of madness and decay we horribly passed away |