The Mystic Rail - Dark Lunacy

Your bleeding eyes, within this misery

Your vanished hopes through the history

I can’t remember how many reasons

Ran away from this, towards a promise land

What is that pain pushing us into the carriage, chasing peace?

Go!

The commander gave the marching order

Hand with white handkerchief waves

Farewell to blue Don river]

Throughout the seasons we cried for a dream

The wind change rattle on this rails

How many troubled men lay on this train?

How many illusions they had to sell…

The commander gave the marching order

Hand with white handkerchief waves

Farewell to blue Don river]

That’s enough!

Enough!

The Soviet dream, the Soviet train will go far

Illusions of freedom — We will destroy you

Aware of this train, blowing and almighty

Pride upon my face toward my last mirage

With these certainties amidst the sweetest glory

Step by step… truth after truth

All things happen along this mystic rail

All things happen through this revenge