Years have passed since the battle of life We are nearing the conclusion of the war We have driven the enemies out of land But we can't beat the snow Wind, cold, blizzard and frost Our brothers for evermore
Lust, hunger, withered hands, withered Bodies begging for a bit of warm Truly with our freedom, dreams But still we can't beat the snow There's no a green place between white and white But we are prepared for final strike
The sound of horn, sharp spears in hands We're climbing the mountain higher and higher The snow is falling, my mind is dead Hand of fate is moving, it's a time when I die, yeah
It feels good to be proud Bleeding for our land It feels good to die young We fight for our land We fight, we fight to the end
Death angel on one side, the devil on the other I see the ghosts of brothers in arms The scream is rising, I have no eye Mistress of life smiles, my time has come
It feels good to be proud Bleeding for our land It feels good to die young We fight for our land We fight, we fight to the end
Nowhere to run, no place to hide I've got to kill to stay alive I hear the leader shout - show them no fear Dhow them no pain, the heavens await us
It feels good to be proud Bleeding for our land It feels good to die young We fight for our land We fight, we fight to the endTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
