Stalin's Organs

They were called Katyushas
But we called them Stalin’s Organs
200 millimeter devastating
Fire
When streets hiss
And falling block
Kisses desperate flesh
Stukas plunging
As skylines reform
Stukas plunging, spreading madness
In the gun factory, which had
Become something of a rallying point in the last few days
I can tell they fear us
I can tell they fear us
By the way they fire
By the way they fire
We infiltrate
We wade through hip-deep filth
And then we come at them
From below
Now that your name has been changed
Will any
Remember your name?
And why was I
So led away?
And what
Secret was laid?
In the blood-soaked block
On the foundation made
Return, return, return