Conquerors of the eastern world An army all thought invincible We run straight into a frozen hell Defeated by snow blizzard and ice Forgotten are the dreams of glory Thinking of home is the warmest memory Trapped in this white and cold cemetery I still can walk God seems to like me I feel so cold Maybe I’m already dead I still march on Long is the way home Frozen dreams in a frozen land Hell awaits the army of the damned Lifeless ice cold I must carry on A desperate energy the will to survive What will I find if I manage to come home? Will I be strong enough to face death? What I saw what I went through Made me choke forevermore My soul died here in the endless steppes With all these men devoured By the Russian landTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
