Cold killing snow beneath my feet
And rage of fire left behind.
First consequences of the greed,
Just ice and death in tortured sight.
Exhausted figures all around
And step by step the hope is fading.
The only way that we could find,
Is way of pain that now is waiting.
Our stubborn pride had caused much deaths.
It took away IMMORTAL lives.
The blood is now on our hands
And many would be forced to die.
But there's no way of going back,
The shame will stay forever.
The pride will lead us straight ahead
To life, to glory, to the grave.