Horror At Outpost Ten کے بول

The winter upon us I wait now cold night comes Feel the sense of death Stench covers this dark land Troops marching See them death as they come in rage Out of nowhere comes fire of rifles Horror echoes of madness and pain It's an ambush from out of the darkness Soldiers come... No one falls they are all dead Fight them back There's no sense die in fear Left alive From the strike at the hill Dead man's shell Hollow cry I still hear At this war See the horror at outpost ten The past war a lost fight Battalion rise the phantoms that come from hell See comrades die in vain The curse comes soldiers lost back in 43