White Death (Instrumental)

White Death - Sabaton

Almost night a crimson horizon painting thousand lakes red

As your army approach from 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 is 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 has broken snow once white turned 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 you're his first kill tonight

Say goodbye say goodbye hundreds will fall by his gun

You're in the snipers' sight you're his first kill tonight

Say goodbye say goodbye white death is coming for you