The Crimson Shield

The winter frost is biting, but the fire’s in my blood

I’ve dragged the name of justice through the Siberian mud

They told me I was chosen, the answer to the star

The Great Patriotic hero, the hammer and the scar

I wore the mask of crimson, I felt the nation’s weight

While Steve was on a billboard, I was grappling with fate!

Oh, the Red Guardian rises, a titan in the snow!

With a shield of Soviet steel and a heart they’ll never know

I’m the legend, I’m the father, I’m the bear within the cage

Still got the strength of twenty men at half my golden age!

(Hey! Hey! Hey!)

They put me in the Seventh, they locked the door behind

But you can’t cage a spirit or a monumental mind

I told them of the glory, of the battles in the sky

(Ignore the skeptics’ whispers—it wasn’t all a lie!)

I’ve got the ink upon my skin, the history in my chest

I’m still the only soldier who could put him to the test!

But the ink is fading slightly... and the suit is getting tight

And I traded away the years for a different kind of fight

Yelena, little blossom... Natasha, fierce and cold...

The greatest mission that we had was the one we weren't told

We weren't just a cover, we weren't just a play

I’d fight the whole Kremlin just to keep the ghosts away!

Oh, the Red Guardian rises, a titan in the snow!

With a shield of Soviet steel and a heart they’ll never know

I’m the legend, I’m the father, I’m the bear within the cage

Still got the strength of twenty men at half my golden age!

Pass the vodka, tell the story

Of the man who hunted glory

I’m still relevant! I’m still grand!

The finest shield in all the land!