C'est mon dernier pigeon
๐ต 765 characters
โฑ๏ธ 5:22 duration
๐ ID: 2014523
๐ Lyrics
Though they dig down to Douaumont
From there our bullets will take them
And though they climb up to the Vaux
From there we will pull them down
We need more skulls
Kill, kill, kill
One ne passes pas
Tuer, tuer, tuer
600 men who are not afraid to die
Boches will swallow their pride
This fort is our grave, you shall not pass
Cross the Rubicon and die
Buried ourselves as deep as we could
We breathe down your neck
Build barricades inside the corridors
Our bayonets always near your throats
Major Raynal counts the dead
And prepares us for the final attack
He opened the cage and let out the bird
Our last racing homer pigeon
Decisions made out of desperation
We place the cannon in the corridor
And when it swarms with Germans
We shoot, walls splattered in blood
From there our bullets will take them
And though they climb up to the Vaux
From there we will pull them down
We need more skulls
Kill, kill, kill
One ne passes pas
Tuer, tuer, tuer
600 men who are not afraid to die
Boches will swallow their pride
This fort is our grave, you shall not pass
Cross the Rubicon and die
Buried ourselves as deep as we could
We breathe down your neck
Build barricades inside the corridors
Our bayonets always near your throats
Major Raynal counts the dead
And prepares us for the final attack
He opened the cage and let out the bird
Our last racing homer pigeon
Decisions made out of desperation
We place the cannon in the corridor
And when it swarms with Germans
We shoot, walls splattered in blood
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[01:26.28] Though they dig down to Douaumont
[01:30.56] From there our bullets will take them
[01:35.02] And though they climb up to the Vaux
[01:39.47] From there we will pull them down
[01:45.92] We need more skulls
[01:47.56] Kill, kill, kill
[01:50.10] One ne passes pas
[01:52.27] Tuer, tuer, tuer
[02:03.43] 600 men who are not afraid to die
[02:07.66] Boches will swallow their pride
[02:11.96] This fort is our grave, you shall not pass
[02:16.91] Cross the Rubicon and die
[03:07.89] Buried ourselves as deep as we could
[03:16.33] We breathe down your neck
[03:25.42] Build barricades inside the corridors
[03:34.17] Our bayonets always near your throats
[03:43.82] Major Raynal counts the dead
[03:52.63] And prepares us for the final attack
[04:01.74] He opened the cage and let out the bird
[04:10.63] Our last racing homer pigeon
[04:39.29] Decisions made out of desperation
[04:43.69] We place the cannon in the corridor
[04:48.19] And when it swarms with Germans
[04:52.26] We shoot, walls splattered in blood
[05:16.66]
[01:30.56] From there our bullets will take them
[01:35.02] And though they climb up to the Vaux
[01:39.47] From there we will pull them down
[01:45.92] We need more skulls
[01:47.56] Kill, kill, kill
[01:50.10] One ne passes pas
[01:52.27] Tuer, tuer, tuer
[02:03.43] 600 men who are not afraid to die
[02:07.66] Boches will swallow their pride
[02:11.96] This fort is our grave, you shall not pass
[02:16.91] Cross the Rubicon and die
[03:07.89] Buried ourselves as deep as we could
[03:16.33] We breathe down your neck
[03:25.42] Build barricades inside the corridors
[03:34.17] Our bayonets always near your throats
[03:43.82] Major Raynal counts the dead
[03:52.63] And prepares us for the final attack
[04:01.74] He opened the cage and let out the bird
[04:10.63] Our last racing homer pigeon
[04:39.29] Decisions made out of desperation
[04:43.69] We place the cannon in the corridor
[04:48.19] And when it swarms with Germans
[04:52.26] We shoot, walls splattered in blood
[05:16.66]