Guess the sabaton song based on the lyrics

Thousands of feet march to the beat It's an army on the march Long way from home Paying the price in young men's lives

There is no enemy There is no victory Only boys who lost their lives in the sand

Strike at zero hour With overwhelming firepower They're fueled by the fear in their enemies eyes

A shadow moves across the water in pursuit It splits the waves, commands the sea and defies the wind Instilling fear among its prey, feels nought for itself

First to the scene, he is a lethal machine It's bloody April and the tide is turning Fire at will, it is the thrill of the kill Four in a day shot down with engines burning

Kill, fight, die That's what a soldier should do

He was made to rule the waves across the seven seas To lead the war machine To rule the waves and lead the Kriegsmarine The terror of the seas

A force deployed from overseas A war in foreign land await the eager recruits And in their midst, among the men A soldier with a different past return to his roots Into battle, the gas has them pinned Then this soldier invoke the spirits of the wind Under fire, a ghost that roams the battlefield Move between the lines, a soldier breaking the confines Just another man and rifle, a marksman and a scout revealed Makes his way from trench to trench alone, moving undetected

I won't be coming home I won't be going anywhere I will guard this post forever Here on the alpine slope, where I did my final stand, I shall remain Among the ice and snow that binds me to this mountain

Who shall be remembered In the ancient house of war? All the medals, all those stories In the alley of the greats Celebrated hero Who has wandered through the dark She stand before you All that metal shining bright Lost in time, returning to the light Bow before, this lady fight for life

And today we're all brothers Tonight we're all friends A moment of peace in a war that never ends Today we're all brothers We drink and unite Now Christmas has arrived and the snow turns the ground white Hear carols from the trenches We sing O Holy Night Our guns laid to rest among snowflakes A Christmas in the trenches A Christmas on the front far from home