Almost night a crimson horizon painting thousand lakes red As your army approach in the east a hunter is switching his prey All alone a man with his gun wanders into the wild Tracks you down you cannot hide once he's on to your trail
Enter the night a flash in the darkness White Death is heading your way The fear of his foes a hero at home Hundreds will fall by his gun
You're in the snipers sight The first kill tonight Time to die You're in the bullets way The White Death's prey Say goodbye
After the dawn when morning is broken snow once white turn to red Blood red snow tells what happened last night a tale of a sniper is born Snow in mouth hiding his breath he is steady at hand Eye to eye target in sight the moment to fire has come
Hundreds of kills a man and his rifle Embody the sisu of finns Stay out of sight and cover your head When he pulls the trigger you're dead
You're in the snipers sight The first kill tonight Time to die You're in the bullets way The White Death's prey Say goodbye
You're in the snipers sight The first kill tonight Time to die You're in the bullets way The White Death's prey Say goodbye
(You're in the snipers sight) Snipers sight (You're his first kill tonight) First kill tonight (Say goodbye say goodbye) Say goodbye (You will fall by his gun) [X2]
Compositor: Joakim Broden (STIM)Autor: Par Sundstrom (Paer Sundstroem) (STIM)Editores: Raging Beaver Publishing (STIM), Nordiska Musikforlaget Popular (STIM)ECAD verificado obra #4309959 em 11/Abr/2024