In the corner of the toy chest Shadows fall A wooden soldier cracks but stands up tall Splinters on his face No time to mend A broken nutcracker fights till the end Marching through the icy tide Glory lost but not his pride War before Christmas Snow turns red Clashing dreams where angels tread With one last swing He'll make amends The broken nutcracker fights till the end Candy cane spears Tin drumbeats loud Doll eyes stare from a plastic crowd His jaw hangs loose His paint has peeled But still he grips that shattered shield Battle cries in frosty air Hope and splinters everywhere War before Christmas Snow turns red Clashing dreams where angels tread With one last swing He'll make amends The broken nutcracker fights till the end