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We'll march on through this cold hellish night |
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The weak and the old dying of frostbite |
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Through piercing wind and icy snow |
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Keep pushing north to our prison home |
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Death march! Death march! Death march! Death march! |
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No walls, no fence keep us inside |
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Held captive by the snow and the ice |
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Surrender your hope, succumb to your fear |
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No one escapes, we will all die here |
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Death march! Death march! Death march! Death march! |
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Through mountains high, and valleys low |
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Through desert heat, and arctic snow |
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Six of us run with no chance to survive |
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Rather to die free, than a slave alive |
