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Ghost Division

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[00:13.17] Fast as the wind, the invasion has begun

[00:18.63] Shaking the ground with the force of thousand guns

[00:24.11] First in the line of fire

[00:26.76] First into hostile land

[00:28.61] Tanks leading the way

[00:33.55] Leading the way

[00:40.48] Charging the lines with the force of a furious storm

[00:45.41] Fast as the lighting phantoms swarm

[00:51.16] Two hundred miles at nightfall

[00:53.82] Taken within a day

[00:55.68] Thus earning their name

[00:58.87] Earning the fame

[01:01.68] They are the panzer elite, born to compete, never retreat (ghost division)

[01:07.53] Living or dead, always ahead, fed by your dread

[01:25.23] Always ahead, as the blitzkrieg rages on

[01:30.44] Breaking morale with the the sound of blazing guns

[01:36.29] First in the line of fire

[01:38.95] First into hostile land

[01:40.54] Tanks leading the way

[01:45.85] Leading the way

[01:52.48] Leaving a trail of destruction to a foreign land (waging war with conviction)

[01:58.07] Massive assault made to serve the Nazi plan (Wehrmacht's pride, ghost division)

[02:03.39] Communication's broken

[02:06.04] Phantom's are far away

[02:07.89] Thus earning their name

[02:10.83] Earning the fame

[02:14.02] They are the panzer elite, born to compete, never retreat (ghost division)

[02:19.76] Living or dead, always ahead, fed by your dread

[03:03.46] Pushing the frontline forth with a tremendous force (far ahead, breaks resistance)

[03:08.66] Breaching the way for panzer corps (shows no fear, self-subsistent)

[03:14.26] First in the line of fire

[03:16.67] First into hostile land

[03:18.53] Tanks leading the way

[03:21.45] Claiming the fame

[03:24.63] They are the panzer elite, born to compete, never retreat (ghost division)

[03:30.48] Living or dead, always ahead, fed by your dread

[03:36.06] Panzer elite, born to compete, never retreat (ghost division)

[03:41.54] Living or dead, always ahead, fed by your dread