Letra de White death

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