[Intro] [1980s gothic hair metal, 118 BPM driving 4/4 arena groove, roaring Marshall tube-overdrive guitars with wah-wah accents, heavy pumping bass and thunderous drums, massive gated reverb, sustained feedback] [Screaming alpine wind gives way to a crying guitar bend, exploding into twin-lead harmonies and rapid pinch harmonics] [Verse 1] February cold in the frozen wild Rjukan gorge beneath a winter night The Vemork plant hanging on the icy cliff Guarding heavy water in the bitter light! Operation Gunnerside gliding on the snow Nine commandos where the shadows grow Climbing down the vertical ravine Where no iron guard has ever seen! Cross the roaring river, scale the wall of stone Into the fortress all alone! [Pre-Chorus] Two minutes left on a burning fuse! A desperate strike with nothing left to lose! The cellar shatters in a flash of white Saboteurs running in the arctic night! [Chorus] Telemark! Burning on the frozen ground! No heavy water ever to be found! Ghost commandos vanishing away Into the blizzard of the mountain grey! Skiing through the fury of the winter frost Freedom won whatever be the freezing cost! [Soaring high-register scream, screaming whammy bar dive bomb] [Verse 2] Three thousand soldiers hunting in the snow While up across the plateau ghosts begin to go Eating lichen, sleeping in the gale Four hundred miles along the alpine trail! Atomic empires shattered in the floor The greatest secret raid of all the war From Vemork’s rock to Sweden's border line Brothers marching through the hands of time! [Pre-Chorus] Two minutes left on a burning fuse! A desperate strike with nothing left to lose! The cellar shatters in a flash of white Saboteurs running in the arctic night! [Chorus] Telemark! Burning on the frozen ground! No heavy water ever to be found! Ghost commandos vanishing away Into the blizzard of the mountain grey! Skiing through the fury of the winter frost Freedom won whatever be the freezing cost! [Guitar Solo] [Massive arena groove, thunderous gated snare and pounding bass] [Crying melodic blues solo with wide screaming bends] [Exploding into rapid neoclassical arpeggio sweeps, dual-guitar twin leads and howling dive bombs with sustained Marshall feedback] [Chorus] Telemark! Burning on the frozen ground! No heavy water ever to be found! Ghost commandos vanishing away Into the blizzard of the mountain grey! Skiing through the fury of the winter frost Freedom won whatever be the freezing cost! [Outro] Heroes of the ice! Vanishing into the snow... [Gritty falsetto scream sustaining over heavy arena power chords, ending on a massive gated crash and howling wind echo]
