Army of the damned

Conquerors of the eastern world

An army all thought invincible

We run straight into a frozen hell

Defeated by snow blizzard and ice

Forgotten are the dreams of glory

Thinking of home is the warmest memory

Trapped in this white and cold cemetery

I still can walk God seems to like me

I feel so cold

Maybe I’m already dead

I still march on

Long is the way home

Frozen dreams in a frozen land

Hell awaits the army of the damned

Lifeless ice cold I must carry on

A desperate energy the will to survive

What will I find if I manage to come home?

Will I be strong enough to face death?

What I saw what I went through

Made me choke forevermore

My soul died here in the endless steppes

With all these men devoured

By the Russian land