The cold breeze
freezes the perception
oh my freedom
my despair
Forced to
work on this
cursed
land
My ideology is
lost in the
conviction
of life
The cold breeze
freezes the perception
oh my freedom
my despair
Forced to
work on this
cursed
land
My ideology is
lost in the
conviction
of life
If i'd only knew
where i was
I thought it was a
fairytale
If i'd only knew
where i was
I thought it was a
fairytale
Gulag
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