In December '44, winter cloaked the land,
In the Ardennes forests, the Allied forces stand.
The Axis comes in silence, through snow and through night,
A last-ditch assault, with victory in sight.
The Battle of Ardennes, through the frost and the fear,
With grit and resolve, we hold the line here.
From foxholes to trenches, we brave the cold,
Fighting for freedom, defiant and bold.
The panzers roll in, through mist-covered trees,
Surprise on their side, like a storm on the breeze.
But the Allies hold steady, with courage like steel,
In the dead of winter, their spirit won't yield.
The Battle of Ardennes, through the frost and the fear,
With grit and resolve, we hold the line here.
From foxholes to trenches, we brave the cold,
Fighting for freedom, defiant and bold.
In Bastogne they stand, outnumbered, alone,
Encircled by fire, yet hope isn't gone.
"Hold fast," they say, as the bombs rain down,
In each soldier's heart, the strength of the ground.
By January's dawn, reinforcements arrive,
Pushing back the Axis, keeping hope alive.
Through snow-covered fields, through blood and through loss,
The line held strong, no matter the cost.
The Battle of Ardennes, through the frost and the fear,
With grit and resolve, we hold the line here.
From foxholes to trenches, we brave the cold,
Fighting for freedom, defiant and bold.
Outro
So remember the courage, of those who stood fast,
The Battle of Ardennes, their legacy will last.
In the heart of history, their bravery rings,
For freedom and honor, on unbreakable wings.