"THE MASS" is not the battle song of the Guard...THE MASS is just a cover of Burana by a modern band...This is the lyrics, you will understand it at a glance...
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O Fortuna Oh, destiny
velut luna is like the moon
statu variabilis always changing
Semper crescis always full
Aut decrescis or deficient
Vita detestabilis Abominable life
Nunc obdurat sometimes hard-hearted
Et tunc curat sometimes caring and comforting
Ludo mentis aciem as a game
Nunc obdurat sometimes hard-hearted
Et tunc curat sometimes caring and comforting
Ludo mentis aciem as a game General
Egestatem Poverty
Potestatem Power
Dissolvit ut glaciem melted by it like ice
Divano Holy
< p>Divano me Holy, MessiahDivano messi Holy, Messiah
Divano messia Holy, Messiah (Savior)
Divano messia Holy Oh, Messiah
Divano
Divano me
Divano messia
Divano messia
The real guard The military song of the flag team seems to be just this "Panzerlied"
The air is full of tension, the war is coming,
Tears streaked across the mother's face, the motherland is behind her,
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The footsteps of the enemy are heard in the distance, and the earth is shaking.
It is time to defend justice. The blood is already surging.
The last leaf on the dry branch is The cold wind blew down, and lightning tore through the load-bearing black curtain in the distance. Look, it was the SS troops advancing.
No matter we face storms or snowflakes, the sun still smiles at us;
Hot days, cold nights, dust blowing on our faces,
But we enjoy With this kind of fun, we enjoy this kind of fun.
Our tanks roared forward, accompanied by bursts of dust.
When the enemy tanks show signs, we increase the accelerator and move forward at full speed!
The value of our lives is to fight for our glorious army!
To die for Germany is the highest honor!
With thundering engines, we rushed towards the enemy like lightning behind solid armor plates.
Move forward and fight side by side with your comrades,
This is why we can penetrate deep into the enemy's (tank) ranks.
Faced with the enemy’s so-called barrier, we give a contemptuous laugh and then simply bypass it;
If the yellow sand in front hides the threat of artillery fire,
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We will find our own path and leap onto the road to victory!
If we are abandoned by the goddess of fate, if we can never return to our hometown
If the bullet ends our lives, if we are doomed,
then at least Our faithful tank will give us a metal tomb.