Street Fighting Years
In the cold Russian Winters
To deter the enemy so
These red starred fighters
Street fighting they would know
The bloodiest in modern history
Thousands fell to earth
Fighting for their freedom
On the country of their birth
Hand to hand engagements
A bayonet to the girth
Another fallen soldier
Fighting for their worth
Operation Barbarossa
Is the theatre to discuss
In the boundaries of success
To free the likes of us
The power of it's industry
German's desired to greed
Avenue to the Caucasus
Would fuel their war torn seed
In the midst of battle
So many mechanical germs
The Stuka, dive bomber German
The T-34 in volume swarmed
But the winner in this battle
Was the want to save their city
Mother nature intervened
And the Germans were shown no pity
For all their strategy and might
The winter took it's toll
With fighting on two fronts
Their armies no longer strolled
Supplies were short in demand
What were, struggled through
For mother nature we thank
She was on the side of the true
When history looks back
In view to the red star brigades
The Germans held ninety percent
But the street fighters would never fade
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