Pays the price, works the seasons through
Frozen days, he thinks of you
Cold as ice but he burns for you
Mother russia, cant you hear him too?
Mothers son, freedoms overdue
Lonely man, he thinks of you
He isnt done, only lives for you
Mother russia, cant you hear him too?
Punished for his written thoughts
Starving for his fame
Working blindly, building blocks
Number for a name, his blood flows frozen to the snow
Red blood, white snow
He knows frozen rivers wont flow
So cold, so true
Mother russia--he cries for you
Ooh ooh ...
Bah dah dah dah ...
Punished for his written thoughts
Starving for his fame
Working blindly, building blocks
Number for a name his blood flows frozen to the snow
Red blood, white snow
He knows frozen rivers wont flow
So cold, so true
Mother russia--he cries for you