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
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
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
You're in the snipers sight
You're his first kill tonight
Say goodbye, say goodbye
Hundreds will fall by his gun
You're in the snipers sight
You're his first kill tonight
Say goodbye, say goodbye
White death is coming for you

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