Cold hands firmly grasp a rifle in the forest by the ghostly moonlight
Aiming - stalking - enemy approaching fast only to meet their doom
Soon another commie takes a bullet ; in the face, piercing through his brain
Kill them - kill them - kill them and their wives and children

WARRIOR FOREST FENNICA

White Death surrounding whole colonnies, a handful of men ambush the Red Army
Tanks rolling over dead bodies, screams of pain are met with headshots
The filthy people of the east are stomped to the ground, ripped of their humanity
Expect no mercy fucker, the Gods are with the people of the forests

WARRIOR FOREST FENNICA

Burning down their towns, killing hundreds - snipers iniate the bloodshed
Snow is stained in the blood of the pigs - cannot outrun our bullets
A clean shot between your eyes

At the end of the day of fighting we laugh at the communist cowards
No more - and never will they fuck with our fury, viciously
Amidst their own shit the Sickle and the Hammer rust eternally
Kill them - kill them - kill them and their wives and children

WARRIOR FOREST FENNICA

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