steel in the air, the fire’s alive,
pulsing through circuits, we rise, we survive.
shadows in motion, we cut through the night,
born from the metal, we’re locked in the fight.

stahlnacht! the anthem, the power, the might,
we are the pulse of the eternal night.

cold is the fire, the scream of the sound,
wires and venom, we bring it all down.
a storm in the silence, a force in the dark,
when our anthem is calling, we leave our mark.

stahlnacht! the blood, the pulse, the beat,
in the heart of the darkness, we rise from the street.

echoes of fury, the sound is our breath,
we’ll conquer the silence, we’ll dance with death.
no way to escape, no way to retreat,
under the banner of steel, we can’t be deceived.

we are the storm, we are the revolt,
chasing the future, no room for the old.
rise up from the silence, steel in our soul,
in the fire of the night, we take control.

stahlnacht! forever, we carry the flame,
in a world gone cold, we’ll never be the same.

you’re petty puppets, you’re all the same
in a strange macabre game
you’re servants of an insane master
won’t prevent his planned disaster

it doesn’t matter keeping with his rules
or cornering him like fools
you will reach the expiration date
crucifixion is your fate

rusty nails will be driven to the core
such pain you've never felt before
while raising laments and whining screams
they’ll end up in oaken beams

you better abjure your obsequious life
or running blind into fate’s carving knife
cause for those continious prayers of you
this game’s up before it could be true

life is a screen, a brutal grid
rules engraved, the poor get rid
class lines drawn with a sharpened blade
power plays, the roles are made

you move, they nod
you stop, they prod
“follow the path”, the voice insists
but the board was rigged to twist your wrist

don’t stay in check!
break the move, break the neck!
don’t stay in check!
slash the rope, earn your step!
knife of fate. don’t take the bait!
one false move, you're checkmate!
knife of fate. don’t take the bait!
stand your ground, dominate!

they cheer for order, they beg for rules
chained in comfort, played like fools
cry for mercy, blame the game
but follow still, it’s all the same

wake up now, respond, decide!
a king that crawls has already died
you want the fight, then strike your line
the board is war, the move is mine

don’t stay in check!
break the move, break the neck!
don’t stay in check!
slash the rope, earn your step!
knife of fate. don’t take the bait!
one false move, you're checkmate!
knife of fate. don’t take the bait!
stand your ground, dominate!

pawn or player, what’s your name?
one obeys, the other claims
no fate waits, just force and aim
make the board remember your flame

muscles join forces with machines
the sweltering heat won’t pacify
anvil gets struck – energy released
and the hammer makes sparks fly

the violent quake of the causal smash
fails at the alloyed empire
steel is not forgeable when it’s cold
it’s time for blazing fire

that’s our life! just black and white
that’s our home! morning to night
that’s our work! severe but just
hail our siren! in which we trust

like slaves in a roman arena
we will obey its striking voice
sirens’ sound breathes life into our shells
but we never had the choice

that’s our kind! together band
that’s our fate! so hard to stand
that’s our joy! gleams in the dust
hail our siren! in which we trust

brothers of all countries
stand firm and unite!
parted by sea and lands
for the same goal we fight.

we’ll protecting our work
tear down deceit and lies
for truth, right and freedom
our blood we sacrifice.

you‘ll lose standing apart
like a pipe bent by wind
but united you‘ll win
the eyes straight forward pinned.

wrap the bands of unity
our goal will be in sight
brothers of all countries
grow strong and unite!

zeigt mir der mond sein angesicht
nimmt mich das fieber in die pflicht
hab keine lust das wild zu schon’
fuer mich ist immer mordsaison

ist die faehrte aufgenommen
gibt’s kein mitleid noch entkommen
ich nehm auf’s korn die kreatur
wenn ich es seh auf weiter flur

hoert auf den gruss des horns
mein halali ertoent
heut starb ein wildgeschoepf
ich hab der jagd gefroent

das wildbret liegt nun bar vor mir
ich zieh den hut und denk an’s tier
mit tannengruen schmueck ich sein kleid
ich nahm ihm seine lebenszeit

hoert auf den gruss des horns
mein halali ertoent
heut starb ein wildgeschoepf
ich hab der jagd gefroent

ich brech den leib auf mit dem messer
denn ich bin ein allesfresser
und ist der rote brauch vollbracht
beschmiert ist meine gruene tracht

ich schnuer die stiefel fest
die hose steckt schon drin
ich bin ein rhythmustier
kommt, tanzt mit mir!

ich schieb die aermel hoch
von meinem schwarzen hemd
dies ist mein klangrevier
kommt, tanzt mit mir!

erst wenn der strobo blitzt
die schwarze masse schwitzt
wenn meine hymne klingt
der funke ueberspringt
dann bin ich bereit
denn dann ist diskozeit

ich hab mich frisch rasiert
das haar sitzt auch perfekt
ihr steht fuer mich spalier
jetzt tanzt mit mir!

erst wenn der woofer droehnt
und es auch mich durchstroemt
erst wenn die luft verbrennt
der dj feuer faengt
dann bin ich bereit
denn dann ist diskozeit

the cold wind makes them move
our bunting is stormproof
the red one flutters proud and grim
fly the flag! we’re in fighting trim!

the black boots feel so fine
there’s no time to resign
with march in step and dashing gait
fly the flag! we’re ignoring fate!

higher! much higher! wave them higher!
wave them high above our heads!
fire! more fire! red like fire!
these red fires are my meds
ahead! don’t stand still! try to reform!
ahead! never stop! defy the storm!

the mood leads to a chant
old songs from fatherland
shoulder to shoulder, side by side
fly the flag! we’re just filled with pride!

higher! much higher! wave them higher!
wave them high above our heads!
fire! more fire! red like fire!
these red fires are my meds
ahead! don’t stand still! try to reform!
ahead! never stop! defy the storm!

static dispatch, coded flare
name engraved in midnight air
woke to basslines, dressed in black
carry the weight, never look back
smoke in alleys, steel in veins
beat-fed nerves, electric chains
from bunker birth to brutal rite
i live to keep the rhythm right

i walk the floors the suits don’t know
behind the decks, beneath the glow
rituals of strobe and sweat
i guard the code they might forget
no chart can price this sacred noise
no brand can buy what we deploy
i speak in kicks, defend the pact
with every drop, I counteract

i’m the signal, I am the wave
call me protector, god of the rave
i bleed the beat, won’t fade away
i am your electro attaché

i strike from the dark, cut through the haze
i speak for the silent, move with the bass
this is my duty, this is my way
i am your electro attaché

sirens rising through the crowd
pulse becomes a war-cry loud
no surrender, no delay
we charge the night the rhythm way
they tried to mute what we became
each surge repeats the burning name
from cables coiled to vinyl wear
i bring the spark, I’m always there

i don’t transmit, i detonate
i'm your attaché, i dominate