The Hussar
Музыка: Rolf Kasparek
Текст: Rolf Kasparek

Mordant wall of smoke. 
Barrels glow, shot their load.
Gunfire takes your breath. 
Balls of lead causing death.
Thunderstorm breaks loose. 
The slaughter's son - life's on the loose.
Sounding the attack, 
soldiers fall back to back

The roaring horde is near. 
Pounding hooves, mortal fear.
The soldiers bravely stand.
They try hard to defend.

Till the end!
 [bad word] 
Riding the attack.
Yelling screams of the fallen.
Thunder, blood and pain.
Madness reigns. [bad word] is calling now.

Thunder shakes the ground. 
deadly force, pound by pound.
Frightened, nerves are blank.
Horsemen ride, hit the flank.
Cold sweat down their neck. 
Death will ride one last attack.
Fearsome battle cry. 
Flashing guns, soldiers die.

Tell me why!
 [bad word] 
Riding the attack.
Yelling screams of the fallen.
Thunder, blood and pain.
Madness reigns. [bad word] is calling now.

             (SOLO: Rolf)

Horror, death and pain. 
The devil smiles. So what's the gain?
Stretching out his claw
to feed his laughing greedy jaw.

Greedy jaw!
 [bad word] 
Riding the attack.
Yelling screams of the fallen.
Thunder, blood and pain.
Madness reigns. [bad word] is calling now