Spetsnaz! Spetsnaz!

 
 

They were trying to get me imprisoned 
A long time ago 
But I was built of tougher things 
Tougher than you could know 

I saw them marching through the streets 
The streets of old 
No one could stop them 
No one was that bold 

Watch your children! 
They are coming! 
Spetsnaz! 
Spetsnaz, Spetsnaz! 

Hide under the covers! 
They are coming! 
Spetsnaz! 
Spetsnaz, Spetsnaz! 

The world turns with the time 
And it turns fast 
And this country was built to endure 
On our backs 

God knows I spilled enough of my blood in the flag 
But they still want my soul to go along in the bag 

Watch your children! 
They are coming! 
Spetsnaz! 
Spetsnaz, Spetsnaz! 

Hide under the covers! 
They are coming! 
Spetsnaz! 
Spetsnaz, Spetsnaz! 

1917, a promise of better days 
But we are who we are 
And nothing will ever change 

Cold and naked 
Alone with the winter death 
As the marching feet grows closer with every breath 

Watch your children!
They are coming!
Spetsnaz!
Spetsnaz, Spetsnaz!

Hide under the covers!
They are coming!
Spetsnaz!
Spetsnaz, Spetsnaz!