Landed on the hilltop, Soviet forces are in place Awaiting orders! They were only thirty-nine They were told to hold the line, in control Sent into battle Came from the sky Trapped on a mountain And into the fire Hold your ground When you're fighting those who fight Death is waiting on the hill No surrender, shoot to kill You have to hold your ground Kill the warrior in your sight Death is waiting on the hill No surrender, shoot to kill January seventh, hold the hilltop at all costs Follow orders! Holding their ground To the final round, one by one Fight through the sundown Into the night Enduring the darkness Awaiting the light Hold your ground When you're fighting those who fight Death is waiting on the hill No surrender, shoot to kill You have to hold your ground Kill the warrior in your sight Death is waiting on the hill No surrender, shoot to kill Stand, hold your ground Come around Hostile land Your last stand Under fire, low on munitions Make your bullets count Push their warriors back down the mountain Rule the battlefront Sent into battle Came from the sky Trapped on a mountain And into the fire Hold your ground When you're fighting those who fight Death is waiting on the hill No surrender, shoot to kill You have to hold your ground Kill the warrior in your sight Death is waiting on the hill No surrender, shoot to kill