Talvisota

Music: Brodén Lyrics: Sundström Rise of nations pride Russians on a route to ruin Kreml is more then certain to win Sent away an army to the west Blizzard reigned the ground were chosen Snow was deep and hell were frozen Stalin were too eager to invade He thought of the might he possessed And not of his foe Rage of winter Rise, nations pride Hold whats yours Strike em where it hurts Fight, hold your ground Winter war Reinforce the line Split them into small divisions Rip em of the conquest visions Motti tactics used with great result Snipers move unseen in snowfall Force them to retreat and recall Fight the russian rule and their demand With molotov coctail in hand No fear of their tanks Death or glory A slice of a knife to a throat And their blood turns to ice TALVISOTA!