Virginborn - Mannerheim Line | Текст песни

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Bullet - sister of fate - is ready to soul harvest
It brings you the silence, eternal rest
Lead body melting flesh, pain occupies the wit
All that remains of you - skull with the dint

Snow falls on footworn ice
Powdering wasted divisions
Cold wind is blowing, trolling its song
Thousands died in a trice
No captains to response
Women’ll give birth to new dead unknowns

Here we are, one step closer to death
Lost with no chance to escape
Mind tells to give up, but will still resist
And time will turn us to statistics

Snow mixes with young blood
Crunches with broken dreams
Ravens are dancing, waiting the corse
Close your eyes, see the God
Ask him to enter Realm
But here’s no answer, here’s no remorse

Here we are, one step closer to death
Lost with no chance to escape
Mind tells to give up, but will still resist
And time will turn us to statistics

Time is gone to reborn, to repeat
To regret all you missing
All the lies, touch of ice, broken spell
And the pain that you suffer

All the things you have done with your gun
When you held it and killing
Takes you back at that track, the die is cast
Fills the space with the smell of…

Death all around
Slaughtering, demolishing
Death all around
Burning the ground

Widening the bound
Fear and pain
All that we gain
All that we earn

Serving like dogs that never fail to obey the orders
Marching with songs through the impassable bog
Serving like dogs that never fail to obey the orders
We are the lambs to slaughter… Mannerheim line

Stand up! Stand up and fight!
Already dead, you will not die

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