Grande Armée's and Frozen Tombs pt2 Lyrics

After ordering retreat for weeks they held out

Until the city is too treacherous misery and doubt

The soldiers that remain are only but a fraction

Napoleon must gage a way through disaster

The Russians are regrouping as the winter closes in

Their plan to use misery as an ally and friend

The temperature will plummet but for now favorable

So the French army moves but disaster inevitable

Must find a path

The eastern one is destroyed

Must find a way

To the Neimen through the cold

Must find a way

To stave off determined Russians

Who hairy them all along the way

In a way that's soul crushing

Tarutino Marshal Murat is defeated

Significant blow to the French calvary that's needed

Maloyaroslavets forces the French certainly

Back on the old road that they invade initially

Everything destroyed all supply depots

As the winter closes in temperatures sink low

Really ill equipped animals and men suffer

The French in roving bands clinging to life getting tougher

Cold

The snow starts falling

At every turn

To the Russians men are falling

It burns

The cold it is biting

Seeing death

Eternal sleep seems inviting

And the hunger

Embraces you like madness in the end

If you fall asleep

You will never wake again

Cold

The snow starts falling

At every turn

To the Russians men are falling

It burns

The cold it is biting

Seeing death

Eternal sleep seems inviting

And the hunger

Embraces you like madness in the end

If you fall asleep

You will never wake again

Again

Again

Again

You will never wake again

The Russians force the French army back the way they came

On desolate paths scorched causing pain

The horses are dying at alarming rates then

From hunger, exposure, and from men eating them

The soldiers lacking clothes that are proper for the cold

So when the first blizzard hits its disastrous you know

Exposed limbs frostbitten many soldiers bare foot

Trudging through the snow all of this is no good

Must find a path

That is safe from the Cossack scourge

Must find a way

To find shelter find anything to burn

Must find a way

To get all these men back safely home

And avoid the steppes becoming a tomb

Their final resting place so far and alone

The army that's comprised of various nations

Starts to lose discipline turn on each other so wrong

The stragglers left become ravenous

Like a ghostly visage of men so far gone

Eating dead horses and anything they can find

This apparition once a grand army moves in time

To the Russian borders but they must cross a river

Where the Russians await at the Berezina with vigor

Cold

The snow starts falling

At every turn

To the Russians men are falling

It burns

The cold it is biting

Seeing death

Eternal sleep seems inviting

And the hunger

Embraces you like madness in the end

If you fall asleep

You will never wake again

Again

Again

Again

You will never wake again

At the Berezina River

Despite reinforcements the crossing is treacherous

The Russians destroyed the bridge

And so it's seemingly hopeless

The thaw has turned the river menacing

Large chunks of ice race by

So the French must construct engineer two bridges

To escape at all cost or just die

The Russians they attack as the bridges go up

The chaos that ensues battling of legends stuff

The bridges are completed somehow through the fight

Napoleon and his men start to cross

Though sections of the bridge break they are repaired

So through the day many still cross before night

And still many more

Trapped on the other side

The Russians keep bombarding the bridge

The French stragglers they should cross

But many they decide rather fatefully

To wait out the night and this will cost

Napoleon gave orders to have the bridges burned

Cutting off the enemy pursuit

So many men wake up panicked will get left behind

Some try to swim but they are lost now to time

They are hard to find

But listen

What once was retreat

Has descended into flight

Thousands and Thousands of men left behind

At the river most really hard to find

Frozen in place in a frozen tomb

When it thaws it will be hard to face time

Napoleon on sled escapes December 5th

Leaving his men behind

A disaster the world has now learned about

So many souls left behind

The rest of the world look to form a coalition

To stem Napoleon's rising tide

Only 10,000 soldiers will cross the Neimen back home

Half a million French invaders died

You can find them in frozen tombs

You can find them in frozen tombs

You can find them in frozen tombs

A once Grand Armée turned into visions

Of Glory and doom