Marching, fighting,
where the battlefield is frozen
arctic frost has frozen their breath
thousands of soldiers
those who were left behind
all frozen and starved to death - in the winter's hell
Creeping, screaming,
As their eyes start bleeding
And ther life pours down their skin
thunder and lightning
explosions lightens the sky
those who survive will fight 'till death - in a winter's hell
the artillery is firing
and the battle is raging
Dust has covered the battlefield
Exhausted warriors
Standing line by line
Fight until they die - in this winter's hell
Honor for the fallen ones
who fought and died for their land
In the battle they fought 'till the end
Until the last of them has been killed