| They pass me when | |
| I close my eyes | |
| Ragged lines of ragged grey | |
| Grey their faces, grey their hands | |
| Grey the ghosts that haunt this land | |
| Their pain, it echoes through the hills | |
| Through no one living ever left | |
| This is Kolyma - a graveyard for the lost | |
| The muffled sounds of cries and moans | |
| Od swearing, shooting and commands | |
| They all disappeared in this big land | |
| Where summer's harsh and winter kills | |
| Where gold is hidden, death's for free | |
| And freedom came from weapon steel | |
| This is Kolyma - a graveyard for the lost | |
| The forest conquered all the camps | |
| Broke walls, cut fences down to earth | |
| The forest conquered all the camps | |
| Broke walls, cut fences down to earth | |
| Land of gold and land of death, a graveyard for the lost | |
| You gave the treasures, you tool the men, you'll keep them forever (This is) | |
| Kolyma - a graveyard for the lost (This is) | |
| Kolyma - a graveyard for the lost | |
| The cold wind's crying for the lost | |
| He knows the sites where they all lie | |
| The wolves are howling in the woods | |
| Howls like calling up the dead | |
| I'd rather trust in ther fangs | |
| Than mercy by man's hand | |
| This is Kolyma - a graveyard for the lost | |
| The cold wind's crying for the lost | |
| The one who knows their names |
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