The Queen of All Weapons – Ballad of the Ge(Cover)

The Queen of All Weapons – Ballad of the Ge(Cover)

Country Rock, Americana

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Lyrics

[Verse 1] They say the tanks roar loud, the planes light up the sky But ask the old salts who won the fight when the smoke clears high It ain’t the steel that breaks the line, nor the fire from above It’s the boots on ground, the mud-caked crown—the Queen we’re singing of From the forests dark to the mountain’s breath From the desert’s burn to the city’s death We march where others fear to tread, first in, last to leave The German Infantry, the Queen—she makes the victory breathe [Pre-Chorus] (Chant: Left, right, left! Left, right, left!) With a rifle in our hands and a song upon our lips We’ve carried this weight for a hundred years and a thousand trips (Chant: Steady now! Hold the line!) Through rain, through snow, through the dust and the night We’re the backbone, the blood, the fight [Chorus] Oh, the Queen of All Weapons, she stands tall and true German Infantry, black, red and gold! First to charge, last to fall, in every field we’ve known She’s the heart of the army, the bone and the stone! (Call: Who holds the line when the cannons roar?) (Response: Infantry! Infantry!) (Call: Who leads the way through the mud and the war?) (Response: Infantry! Our Queen forevermore!) [Verse 2] Cold War barracks, 1949, the watchword on the wall “Without the foot, no victory”—written clear for all Now we patrol the desert’s edge, or the city’s broken streets Clearing rooms, securing lines, where the mission never retreats Mountain passes, frozen peaks, where the snow bites to the bone Desert sands that burn the feet till the day is nearly done We’ve got the map, we’ve got the grit, we’ve got each other’s back The Queen don’t falter, don’t complain—she just keeps pushing on track [Pre-Chorus] (Chant: March! March! For the Fatherland!) With a canteen dry and a ration thin We’ve learned to laugh when the world tries to win (Chant: Brothers! Shoulder to shoulder!) Through the night, through the storm, through the fight We’re the legacy, the fire, the light [Chorus] Oh, the Queen of All Weapons, she stands tall and true German Infantry, black, red and gold! First to charge, last to fall, in every field we’ve known She’s the heart of the army, the bone and the stone! (Call: Who holds the line when the cannons roar?) (Response: Infantry! Infantry!) (Call: Who leads the way through the mud and the war?) (Response: Infantry! Our Queen forevermore!) [Bridge] (Soft, acoustic guitar) There are nights we sit and stare at the stars so far away Thinking of home, of the ones we love, and the price we have to pay We’ve seen the face of fear, my friend, we’ve felt the sting of loss But when the bugle calls, we rise again—for the brother to our left and right, no matter the cost (Slow build: Drums, harmonies swell) They say we’re just numbers, just a name on a list But we’re fathers, we’re sons, we’re the ones who persist When the tanks run out of fuel and the planes can’t reach the fight The Queen steps in, and the day turns bright! [Chorus – Repeat] Oh, the Queen of All Weapons, she stands tall and true German Infantry, black, red and gold! First to charge, last to fall, in every field we’ve known She’s the heart of the army, the bone and the stone! (Call: Who holds the line when the cannons roar?) (Response: Infantry! Infantry!) (Call: Who leads the way through the mud and the war?) (Response: Infantry! Our Queen forevermore!) [Verse 3] Grandfather told me stories of the Eastern Front’s cold rage How his unit held the line for weeks, through the frost and the cage Now his grandson marches on, with the same old pride in his chest The Queen don’t change, she just grows strong—through the test of time, she’s the best From the training grounds to the frontline’s roar, we carry the torch with pride A tradition forged in blood and sweat, where the brave ones never hide We’re the first to advance, the last to leave, when the battle’s finally won The Queen of All Weapons, our Infantry—second to none [Pre-Chorus] (Chant: Hup! Two! Three! Four! Keep your head up, men!) With a song in our hearts and a rifle tight We’ve earned our place in the endless fight (Chant: For the Queen! For the Queen!) Through the ages, through the pain, through the strife We’re the living proof of the Infantry’s life [Bridge – Repeat] (Full band, triumphant) There are nights we sit and stare at the stars so far away Thinking of home, of the ones we love, and the price we have to pay We’ve seen the face of fear, my friend, we’ve felt the sting of loss But when the bugle calls, we rise again—for the brother to our left and right, no matter the cost! [Chorus – Repeat (Max Power)] Oh, the Queen of All Weapons, she stands tall and true German Infantry, black, red and Gold! First to charge, last to fall, in every field we’ve known She’s the heart of the army, the bone and the stone! (Call: Who marches on when the world says quit?) (Response: Infantry! Infantry!) (Call: Who writes the story when the war is lit?) (Response: Infantry! Our Queen, forever it!)