TANKIST LYRICS

1. The Gulag Archipelago

[Music: Marks, lyrics: Marks, Fengarm]

Perpetrators crowned
And control given.
By grace of orders survive,
By the orders die.
The persecutors had in time
Made us all give in,
Defiled and made us lie.
No refuge. No shrines.

Grit is death.
Life is...
Life is throwaway,
Decay,
Degraded, distorted and flayed
To a pawn for the power play.

The camps are but a chain of distress
Secluded, it's either ache or repress.
Not by mistake but by design
There is no life, survive or die!

"A single death is a tragedy; a million a statistic."
We're suffering a travesty, directed by sadistic
Executioners and slayers, we're numbers to them.
"Death solves all problems – no man, no problem."

2. Paragraph 58

[Music: Marks, lyrics: Marks, Fengarm]

Straight-backed and rigid in pride,
I keep my country clean.
To send the filth from sight to hide
No mean is too mean, and I mean it!
Uah!

State-backed and true and tried,
I'll make you be pristine.
I'd not dare where you shall bide
To see what you see and demean it!

It's fifty eight, confess and sue,
Or drag your family down too
With the ten that is coming for you!

Crushed and punished,
Pissed on and beat down,
We'll wreck your will!
Left still, living yet killed.
No more! To no avail.
No more! Swept away.

Acclaim accompanies the farce
While curtains reek of rotting.
Tomorrow still remains in dark by which
Arrests are being plotted.

3. The More Equal

[Music: Väinmaa, Marks, lyrics: Marks, Fengarm]

Do you comprehend the gravity of the situation:
A cellar like yours, its walls speak of fears, and these
Cuffs from your belt now locked against you, you're done.
The days of self-decoration and privilege... Gone!

You and the boys from the OGPU
Have been keeping an eye on all that I do.
Strip off the uniform, it doesn't suit a rat,
Think thrice before trying to catch the cat!

Unjust law
Shall spawn.
Loathe and love
The more equal.

You don't comprehend the gravity of the situation:
A cellar like yours, its walls speak of fears, and these
Orders from higher up now turned against you, it's done.
The days of self-decoration and privilege... Gone!

Me and the boys from the OGPU
Have been keeping an eye on all that you do.
Strip off that uniform, it doesn't suit a snake!
You were the kaluga but now you are bait!

Unjust law
Shall spawn.
Loathe and love
The more equal.

4. Commandant's Orders

[Music: Marks, Lyrics: Fengarm]

Our path of arrival
Was lost before sunrise.
Can't see the trudger ahead.
Can't hear the marcher behind.

Rocks collapsed to bury two brothers.
Commandant charges, "Reform your row!"
Pohuy 'bout Vova, didn't know the other,
Sleeping their last now. "The Sun is low!"
Orders that won't give us time for grief.
"Those who stand will not need to eat!"
Even taking heat, we freeze to the marrow.
If typhus doesn't take, we'll toil tomorrow.

MONGRELS! ZEK WRETCHES! MARCH!

What little there is in his pockets I thief,
Few matches, stubs and... "Dig no grave!"
Deceased so tranquil stare in relief.
May the dead rest. "It's time to slave!"
The snow glows grim in the red twilight.
"March to the barracks until there is light!"
Each day from home we're more in dire,
The road by each night is longer than prior.

У кого сила, тот и прав!

From the empty farmlands
The longest roads begin,
Where homes are lost forever,
Where waters run still.

Below these roads the makers:
Hands that ground in cold,
Orders of commandants
And skins frozen on bones.

5. Durak

[Music: Marks, lyrics: Marks, Fengarm]

How about some fun and games,
We're all friends here, dare say nay?
Hey comrade! You deal the deck!
Everybody! Place your bets!

And the bottle gets passed around,
And the claps and cheers resound.

Some is lost, some is won,
How about another run?
Now!

Game turns gambling, stakes get higher,
Card house crumbles, men don't tire.
New blood places in a fortune,
One he owns of mere a portion.

And the bottle gets passed around,
And you'd hear a needle hit the ground.

Cards are set, but they forsake him.
What is due is always taken!

Now, where's that bold prize,
We don't get off on only tears and cries!
Do you recall my face, my house, recall my street... my pain?
We wrote home, we put her on the train.

Cards were set, and they forsook him.
What was due will all be taken.
Sees in windows wither flowers
As he knows what's his, is ours.

Ours, ours, ours, ours, ours, for hours.

6. Six In One

[Music: Marks, lyrics: Marks, Fengarm]

Strip off those clothes,
We're turning on the heat! Six in one!
A chilling performance
Of ripping skin and meat! Six in one!
No time for dormancy,
Don't be sour, sweet!

No one will help you now... He's yours, but you're ours to use, bitch!

Screaming and writhing,
You only turn us on! Six in one!
Splitting and spiking,
New slits to serve us all. Six in one!
No time for dormancy,
Don't be quiet, doll!

No one will help you now... He's yours, but you're ours to use, bitch!

Screaming loud,
She's the suite, the sextet plays and makes her sound!
With cold wire her shape is bound.
As she gets passed around.

Locks eyes with cruelty,
No nerve to look away. Six in one!
Trying to endure her cries,
No chance to halt decay. Six in one!
No time for dormancy,
Once he won't betray!

No one will help you now... He's yours, but you're ours to use, bitch!

Screaming loud,
She's the suite, the sextet plays and makes her sound!
With cold wire his hands are bound.
As she gets passed around.
Finally fed to the hounds.

7. Cold Crawler

[Music: Marks, Atso, lyrics: Marks, Fengarm]

One lacerated mind,
One tied and untwined
As bleeding glaciers
Solidify dismal distances.

And twisting and turning and cunningly burning and hate leads its way and will.

Kill or guide me,
Cold crawler!
Redefine me,
Enthraller!

One obscuring blind,
One tide to confine
As wayward passages
Crystallize wicked purposes.

And twisting and turning and cunningly burning and hate leads its way to kill.

8. Purity Spiral

[feat. Lembetu]

[Music: Traumann, lyrics: Marks, Fengarm]

Divide!
Distrust what you are shown.
Collide!
Untold and what is known!
Justified!
Remembrance ripped from stone.
Agitprop
Runs the wells of truth deplete.
Sky drops
Painted blood when I complete.

Reality and facts don't matter anymore...

Agitators perturbed
By coercion of the superb,
All answers are curbed.
Revolution eats its own.
Propagandists overthrown.
Purity spiral will dethrone.

Inciting and instigating,
Predator has become the prey.
For the predetermined baiting,
Threat of payback grants the pay.

Demoralize and destabilize!

Satisfied and content,
Righteously malevolent.
Seemingly an accident.
What is worthless can't be spent.

Reality and facts don't matter anymore...

Agitators perturbed
By coercion of the superb,
All answers are curbed.
Revolution eats its own,
Propagandists overthrown.
Purity spiral will dethrone.


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9. One Crippling Thought

[Instrumental]

[Music: Marks]

10. Of Bitter Freedom

[Music: Marks, lyrics: Marks, Fengarm]

Soviet hell, for the sinner and saint a cell.
For most who enter, their hungry fate knells
Death and torment.
I have endured,
I've been allured!
Run, hide, spite, wrawl, fight the bright nightfall...
Bitter freedom
Behind the wire calls
Too vast to fathom.

Exhausted, I push against the glow,
Moving forwards, but I'm moving slow.
Fingers blacken,
I wander trails of deaths
And waded breaths.

Storm, ice, fright, squall, fight the bright nightfall...
Bitter freedom
Behind the wire hurts
Too vast to fathom.

Pursue my trails
Passing through doom.
You must prevail!
Assail death!

Confusion, I drop into the snow,
I wail forlorn, but my strength is low.
Echoes answer,
Conundrums in my eyes.
Am I free to die?

Dread, calm, light, thrall, fight the bright nightfall...
Bitter freedom
Behind the wire lurks
Too vast to fathom.

Assail death!

11. The Dictator

[Bonus Track]
[originally by Magnus]

[Music: Maciej Puto, Magnus, lyrics: Robert Szymański]

It will be, or it was

There was born one of many as we are
No one knows what will happen next
What can you find in his blind mind
What will tomorrow be like

Wild Barbarian
With no mercy
Wild Barbarian
Body Hunter

Exploding lust
This very day
The day of birth
Turned into death

Wild Barbarian
With no mercy
Wild Barbarian
Hunter of innocence

Exploding lust
This very day
The day of birth
Turned into death

Burning cross, here comes the pain
Jester's temple sinks in blood
The order came, innocent tears
Sick madman's brain

The streams of blood
Mad man enough!
Restrain yourself!
Can't hear or I am to die.

12. Xenos

[Bonus Track]

[Music: Marks, lyrics: Fengarm]

I, to escape,
Couldn't end longing.
I had to end
Never ending longing.

13. 1949 Overture

[Instrumental Bonus Track]

[Music: Marks, Väinmaa, Traumann, Atso]







TANKIST LYRICS