Red sunshine stands up in front Wheels of blackened iron rocks Bodies with the undead eyes Waiting on the blood skyline Snake of iron spreading smoke Of the deepest coal stones Hounds of green are serving him Due to oath of the dream Prisoners to be the wolves In the gulag highest walls Corrupting their deeds to end Watching years of nearly dead Nothing cannot stop the ride To the deadly forest tide Soul corruption has become In the depth of vagontombs Escape the iron snake Delivering from the grave Save the life in the woods Of the past times grace