Testo di Freezing Cold

Plucking rangers from the jaws of death Quite recently the Cretan heat they left Now they're trapped in the polarwinter Hungry soldiers inhaling cold air Icy storms conquer the lands Dashing forward as the Fuhrer commands Thrown into the Heretic night Still starved from Mediterean fights Walk across the chilling streams Again no ordnance as it seems For their brothers to stay on hold Trapped into the Freezing Cold Forget about military conceptions Fighting the enemy in any direction Endless snow is pain in the neck Sleepless night are stabbing in their back Into the realm of the midnight sun Seeing their comrades - Every hope is gone Having no words for what the see On their way to Barents Sea Both rivals chilled to the bone With iron will and hearts of stone White flares enlighten the sky Fiogging shots announce their last cry