Pride of a soldier, fighting for nation, to rais the flag of pain & hate
He learns to kill, spreading the terror, his heart is made of stone & ice
Touch of frost...
Eighteen years old
Going to war with pride
His eyes are so cold
He hasn’t any fear to die
Touch of frost...
Welcome to hell, on fields of terror, on fields of terror
Marching on, facing the horror, facing the horror
Ready to fight, a gun in my hand, a gun in my hand
Livid eyes, I’ll fight till the end, I’ll fight till the end
A TOUCH OF FROST, so cold is my heart
A TOUCH OF FROST, tear my soul apart
Machine gun fire, spiting my hate, spiting my hate
Face the enemy, I’ll send them to hell, I’ll send them to hell
Blood everywhere, no mercy on the frontline, no mercy on the frontline
Darkness surrounds me, I’ll kill till I die, I’ll kill till I die
A TOUCH OF FROST, so cold is my heart
A TOUCH OF FROST, tear my soul apart
A TOUCH OF FROST, so cold is my heart
A TOUCH OF FROST, tear my soul apart
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