As he runs the tank he wields
Rumbling sounds cross the fields
White is the snow freezing cold
By the storm way is walled
Gloves of steel are his gages
Heading for where the heathens rage
At the crack of the dawn
So the seed of fate is sown


The harsh wind does blow
But raise the iron claw
Oh where he lays his head
Unfolds the way
Day after day

The blizzard shall begin
Ready for the killing machine
But the will, all is lost
Stay alive through the frost
Glory place will be closer
Rushing out, dare the high frontier
And the gates open wide
For the one who is brave with pride

To taste and feel the power
Scrambling out in the land
Its hand of doom devours
All of dares there he stands
Ablaze with the eyes of fire
Melt the ice on the ground
No rest for the one that cowers
Step on it fight to the end
Call into the glade
For the way

Unfolds the way

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