Feel the cold winds upon your face, the frozen winds of war. East meets west, the clash is imminent, every inch of our ground is contested for. Danger lurks in every shadow, don’t make a sound. Don’t dare to close your eyes. The reaper’s scythe is wet and warm, come harvest time, his soil feeds on human life.
Look to the sky where iron eagles fly. The birds of prey are hunting again. Mechanized predators roam the countryside against a supply that has no end. The titans march to the beat of their heart, the bugle sounds the reveille. The kettle drums, pound the call to war, unleash hell and vanquish the enemy.
Adrenaline takes control, your fatigue is only a frame of mind. You have to stay awake and alert, you have to fight to stay alive. This earth swallows men, it digests on cowards and heroes alike. You are one of many, a stone in a sea, be prepared to give your life.
Feel the cold winds upon your face! Feel the cold winds, the frozen winds of war!
Feel the cold winds upon your face! Feel the cold winds, the frozen winds of war!
Titans march! Titans march!
Feel the cold winds upon your face, the frozen winds of war. East meets west, the clash is imminent, every inch of our ground is contested for. Danger lurks in every shadow, don’t make a sound. Don’t dare to close your eyes. The reaper’s scythe is wet and warm, come harvest time, his soil feeds on human life.
Look to the sky where iron eagles fly. The birds of prey are hunting again. Mechanized predators roam the countryside against a supply that has no end. The titans march to the beat of their heart, the bugle sounds the reveille. The kettle drums, pound the call to war, unleash hell and vanquish the enemy.
Look to the sky where iron eagles fly. The birds of prey are hunting again. Mechanized predators roam the countryside against a supply that has no end. The titans march to the beat of their heart, the bugle sounds the reveille. The kettle drums, pound the call to war, unleash hell and vanquish the enemy. |
