Smoking Snakes

We remember, no surrender Heroes of our century

Three men stood strong and they held out for long Going into the fight, to their death that awaits Crazy or brave, will it end in the grave? As they're giving their lives as their honour dictates

Far, far from home, to a war Fought on foreign soil and Far, far from known, tell their tale, Their forgotten story Cobras Fumantes, eterna é sua vitória

Rise, from the blood of your heroes You were the ones who refused to surrender The three, rather die than to flee, know that your memory Will be sung for a century

Three took the blow, while impressing their foe Throwing dice with their lives as they're paying the price Sent to raise hell, hear the toll of the bell It is calling for you as the Wehrmacht devised

Sent over seas to be cast into fire Fought for a purpose with pride and desire Blood of the brave they would give to inspire Cobras Fumantes, your memory lives