No room for the farmer
In the cold fog of war
No pride to be had
In the execution of chores

I serve not my country
I fight for my land

(Chorus)
Enter this valley of death my red comrades
Hunter and prey
Snow blind and gun shy
You hasten your doom
White fog and red mist
Hunter and prey

Disguising your breath
With a mouthful of snow
When protection of your home
Means deception of your foe

I serve not my country
I fight for my land

(Chorus)

Patience is the only game
Every bullet has its name
Emotion has no place on the battlefield

(Chorus)