Poltava - Sabaton

Time has worn the soldiers down

Marched for many miles

In the eastern lands so cursed

Time to make a stand

Tsar has scorched his nation's land

Nothing to be found

Hunger grasp the soldiers heart

20 000 men strong

Listen, excuse for a king

Trust me, this fight you can't win

Poltava

Rode to certain death and pain

Poltava

Swedish soldiers met their bane

Poltava

Sacrificed their lives in vain

Poltava

In the shade of morning mist

Advancing on their foe

Bullets break the silent air

Wasted battleplan

Swedish forces stand alone

King has left command

Rule is left to lesser men

Waiting for their chance

Listen, obey my command

Hear me, or die by my hand

Poltava

Rode to certain death and pain

Poltava

Swedish soldiers met their bane

Poltava

Sacrificed their lives in vain

Poltava

Russian armies blocked their way

20 000 lost that day

They bled the ground

Peace they found

There's no sign of victory

King carolus had to flee

And leave the land

Leave command

Madness, curse your feeble horde

Fear me, you'll die by my sword

Poltava

Rode to certain death and pain

Poltava

Swedish soldiers met their bane

Poltava

Sacrificed their lives in vain

Poltava