TilliS - The Ninth Track lyrics

The day is almost done; Drop the knapsack and the heavy gun. Chilled and wet and weary, Wander to and fro, Seeking wood to kindle Fire amidst the snow. Shivering, 'midst the darkness, Valiant men are found, There devoutly kneeling On the frozen ground Pleading for their country, In their hour of woe For it's soldiers marching Shoeless through the snow