That wave of bombers
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Above that sleeping land
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Drove our silent and grey parade
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To wade in the snow
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First everyone got to see
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Their world aflame
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Every man had to burn
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Their own house
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Every time the firing stops
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Again continues it's trek
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A miserable group who don't
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Have the time to look behind
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When to endless snow
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drowned the little brother
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From the bloodred sky
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Loomed that laughing hangman
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Battalions of death move behind us
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In front of us the scene is like sheet
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Our camp has to move again
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Either over the border or to heaven 4x)
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Lumessakahlaajat
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| Timo Rautiainen & Trio Niskalaukaus |
