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White DeathAlmost night, a crimson horizon, Painting a thousand legs redAs your army approach in the east, a panther is searching his prey All alone, a man with his gun, wanders into the wild Drags you down, you can't hide once he is onto 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 sniper's sight, the first kill tonight, time to die You're in the bullet's way, the White Death's prey, say goodbye After the dawn, when morning has broken, the snow was whitened to red Hundreds of soldiers were harmed in the fight, a tale of a sniper is born Snowing mouth, hiding his breath, he is steady at hand Eye to eye, target in sight, the moment to fire has come Hundereds of kills, a men and his rifle, embodies the sissu of Finns Stay out of sight, and cover your head, when he pulls the trigger you're dead You're in the sniper's sight, the first kill tonight, time to die You're in the bullet's way, the White Death's prey, say goodbye You're in the sniper's sight (sniper's sight) Your his first kill tonight (first kill tonight) Say goodbye (say goodbye) |