Convicted by trial, no justice for all
Sentenced to death in this harsh land
In this frozen ground all of us will lie
Nobody will count how many slaves will die

Shouting guards and barking dogs
Snow, frost and piercing wind
Digging, sawing, dragging logs
No end of this hell. We know God is blind

Our bodies will never be found
In nameless graves we all will lie
The aim’s so great, no one will count
How many of us will die

Construction of the century
Must be finished in time
No one will make it
But criminals committed no crime

Short nights and long days
Days turn to fucking years
God hear our prayers
For salvation from this hell

Enemy of state is a slave for the state