Ram - Suomussalmi (the Few Of Iron) lyrics

In this trench we lie, this trench of ice and snow In this trench we wait for the enemy to show The red are dug in well in the village that we burnt At eight we will attack on commander Siilasvuo's order Relentless winter howls, the wind and snow brings white d**h But the greatest pain of all is russian feet upon our soul KILL, break them down into mottis Strike them hard, giving them hell Let them know, the sons of Suomi fear not to die A choir of rifles cry as we rush to k** or die Towards blackened ruins we advance under fire Friends around me fall and scream in agony I clench my teeth in rage and fire my rifle KILL, break them down into mottis Strike them hard, giving them hell Let them know, the sons of Suomi fear not to die The few of iron, sword of the lion Tenacious they would not fall to the hammer and sickle They fought in fury, above and beyond duty The red giant has fallen in Suomussalmi My aim is my best friend and my rifle is my god I feel no mercy in my heart, I send them to their cold white grave The village is now ours, our foe flees over frozen lakes No russian will be spared, our land and freedom has a cost KILL, break them down into mottis Strike them hard, giving them hell Let them know, the sons of Suomi fear not to die The few or iron, sword of the lion Tenacious they would not fall to the hammer and sickle White lands of Finland bloodsoaked and severed Ooh, the crimson snow of Suomussalmi 11 000 mer 50 000, 900 finns would fall, 27 000 red They fought in fury, above and beyond duty The red giant has fallen in Suomussalmi