"Hands grow colder, lives grow older, cruel winter seeps into the vein. Hear the clamour, raise the banner, for the living iron rises again."
Cold the morning Come the dawning Frost comes creeping in At very side But for us who stand together Bitter weather never can divide. CHORUS Like some army ever onward We shall conquer Come what may betide Till the spring comes on the river And the snow melts on the mountain side. Hands grow colder Lives grow older Cruel winter seeps into the vein Hear the clamour Raise the banner For the living iron Rises again. Publishing: Topic Records
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