Kappaleen sanat
On these frozen plains once walked
a foreigner.
The northern men watched his troops
in silence.
The men planned to cross the field
in the cover of the dark.
Even though black clouds were
building up in the distance.
On the plains, halfway there
a hailstorm broke, no shelter anywhere.
Their leader now knows
that hope is long gone.
Now the land is silent
as the fools are drowning in ice and soil,
trapped, helpless and soon, dead.
Forced to face their grim end.
a foreigner.
The northern men watched his troops
in silence.
The men planned to cross the field
in the cover of the dark.
Even though black clouds were
building up in the distance.
On the plains, halfway there
a hailstorm broke, no shelter anywhere.
Their leader now knows
that hope is long gone.
Now the land is silent
as the fools are drowning in ice and soil,
trapped, helpless and soon, dead.
Forced to face their grim end.
