Letras: Sabaton. Saboteur.

Dropped onto a world of ice, a plateau of frozen lakes
A nazi place of doom in their sights

Trained in camps on scottish heights, to commando saboteurs
The mission of their lives lies ahead

Called in to serve
And they knew what to do
They were the heroes of the cold, warrior soul
They sign the book of history, they played a leading role
To win the second war

Allied time was running short, they would race against the bomb
And as hours turn to days, time pass slow

As the nature test their strength, they would fight through night and day
To live amongst the wild, stay alive

Heroes of the telemark carry viking blood in veins
Warriors of the northern land, they live forever more