There's snow upon the ground and blood is in
The air,
I smell the scent of death and know that it
Is there.
But it always was, it is the friend I never
Truly knew,
And I see it every time I come to look
At you,
Here we are again, upon the fields of a
Brutal war,
I do not know my enemy, but still break
Down his door.
I make the deadly vow to cut down each
And every man,
Soon his lifeless body will by lying down
In the sand.
You are all my brothers, for you I give
My life,
Your face will be the last I see, but I wish
It was my wife.
Still I hold no fear, for death is destined
To come,
There's nowhere for us to hide, nowhere for
Us to run.
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