| Conquerors of the eastern world
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| An army all thought invincible
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| We run straight into a frozen hell
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| Defeated by snow blizzard and ice
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| Forgotten are the dreams of glory
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| Thinking of home is the warmest memory
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| Trapped in this white and cold cemetery
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| I still can walk God seems to like me
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| I feel so cold
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| Maybe I’m already dead
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| I still march on
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| Long is the way home
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| Frozen dreams in a frozen land
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| Hell awaits the army of the damned
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| Lifeless ice cold I must carry on
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| A desperate energy the will to survive
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| What will I find if I manage to come home?
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| Will I be strong enough to face death?
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| What I saw what I went through
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| Made me choke forevermore
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| My soul died here in the endless steppes
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| With all these men devoured
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| By the Russian land |