In a fortress tall On the edge of the world Where shadows chase defenceless souls In heavy chains Locked in his cell An innocent martyr counting his days
The poor old jailed He's almost dead Still his beliefs left unchanged
"I want the very notion of hetman to disappear Let alone appoint anyone to the post..."
He cannot see Got no right to speak Can't pray for death for he's to weak
The cunning plot has been put to use The seeds of rebellion have rotten Erase every trace of our existence No longer do you need us alive
Your life's a privilege you've been given Can you afford to lose what we have taken from you?
Torture the scapegoat and you will see the empire Thrive on the suffering you've brought here
Don't like to be a slave? Well, fine, you're a free man now Can't make it on your own Shut up and put your chains back on!
Nothing has changed It all's the same And you're the one to blame Go tear the strings They pull you with To find them wrapped around your neck
Turn the page. Forget my face, I'm in the past But you stay here. Scared, frustrated and so depressed
Follow this path And let it be done again and again
Now you're just another face in the crowd Robbed of your last chance to survive
“Ukraine is an extremely rich land, but the empire has put it to very little use, owing to its autonomy.”