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Sabaton - White Death Sabaton - White Death |
| Almost night, a crimson horizon, Painting a thousand legs red
As your army approach in the east, a panther is searching his prey
All alone, a man with his gun, wanders into the wild
Drags you down, you can't hide once he is onto your trail
Enter the night, a flash in the darkness, White Death is heading your way
The fear of his foes, a hero at home, hundreds will fall by his gun
You're in the sniper's sight, the first kill tonight, time to die
You're in the bullet's way, the White Death's prey, say goodbye
After the dawn, when morning has broken, the snow was whitened to red
Hundreds of soldiers were harmed in the fight, a tale of a sniper is born
Snowing mouth, hiding his breath, he is steady at hand
Eye to eye, target in sight, the moment to fire has come
Hundereds of kills, a men and his rifle, embodies the sissu of Finns
Stay out of sight, and cover your head, when he pulls the trigger you're dead
You're in the sniper's sight, the first kill tonight, time to die
You're in the bullet's way, the White Death's prey, say goodbye
You're in the sniper's sight (sniper's sight)
Your his first kill tonight (first kill tonight)
Say goodbye (say goodbye) |
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