Apparatus of the golden empire
your gears greased with the subjects blood
protest - upon the ground
the defensive born of the third section
to the hangman
to the priest
gravediggers having
dug and filled
to the informers
for their pains
rubles for
honest work
infiltration of militant seats
liquidation
zubatovschina
b***** sunday
labyrinth of wills already broken
collaboration, denunciation
immobilized by
distrust and fear
hour after hour
day by day
the eyes of
the okhrana
dynasty now resting weary
on the inertia of 300 years
bloated with self interest falls
to the b***** pulsations of history
blood was shared
with the earth
whence it came
a neccessity
for the glory of the new state
offering themselves for execution
the mightly walls of the winter palace
tools of reaction, repression
fallen to the hands of a
provisional state
yet again history shudders
and the state falls
tools of reaction intact
to serve the new regime
documentation
liquidation
swift management
of perceived threats
gulags glutted now
by the bodies
of millions of
counter-revolutionaries
nothing new about
living in these days
nothing new about
dying in these nights
study of
okhrana's files
liquidation of those
perceived a threat
hour after hour
and day by day
the eyes of the cheka
in epic spirit blood is shared
with the earth
whence it came
a neccessity for the glory
of this new state
collaboration, denunciation
immobilized by
distrust and fear
labyrinth of wills already broken
macabre progress
industrialization
evolution of pure control
remember the people's victory
a barbarous freedom drunk on tears
nothing new about living
you cannot breathe in this land of ours
nothing new about dying
you cannot live in this land of ours
your gears greased with the subjects blood
protest - upon the ground
the defensive born of the third section
to the hangman
to the priest
gravediggers having
dug and filled
to the informers
for their pains
rubles for
honest work
infiltration of militant seats
liquidation
zubatovschina
b***** sunday
labyrinth of wills already broken
collaboration, denunciation
immobilized by
distrust and fear
hour after hour
day by day
the eyes of
the okhrana
dynasty now resting weary
on the inertia of 300 years
bloated with self interest falls
to the b***** pulsations of history
blood was shared
with the earth
whence it came
a neccessity
for the glory of the new state
offering themselves for execution
the mightly walls of the winter palace
tools of reaction, repression
fallen to the hands of a
provisional state
yet again history shudders
and the state falls
tools of reaction intact
to serve the new regime
documentation
liquidation
swift management
of perceived threats
gulags glutted now
by the bodies
of millions of
counter-revolutionaries
nothing new about
living in these days
nothing new about
dying in these nights
study of
okhrana's files
liquidation of those
perceived a threat
hour after hour
and day by day
the eyes of the cheka
in epic spirit blood is shared
with the earth
whence it came
a neccessity for the glory
of this new state
collaboration, denunciation
immobilized by
distrust and fear
labyrinth of wills already broken
macabre progress
industrialization
evolution of pure control
remember the people's victory
a barbarous freedom drunk on tears
nothing new about living
you cannot breathe in this land of ours
nothing new about dying
you cannot live in this land of ours