After the Nazis we were baited by the Russian bear
Our 'liberators' wanted Poland for a thoroughfare
I was a victim of December 1981
I took a final beating from the blunt end of a Russian gun
You plant your missles while our people wait in line for bread
You hand an army tank above us by a bloody thread
You bought our government, they crawl like bleating sheep to you
We know from history that human life is cheap to you
Over my dead body redemption draweth nigh
Over my dead body I hear a battle cry
Try and blow out the fire - you're fanning the flame
We're gonna rise up from the ashes 'til we're ashes again
You make a mockery of all that we hold sacred here
You drive us underground in hopes that we will disappear
We see our sanctuary where the altar candle burns
Our dignity's a legacy the cross of Jesus reaffirms
After the Nazis we were baited by the Russian bear
Our 'liberators' wanted Poland for a thoroughfare
Rise up, my brothers don't despair the Iron Curtain's rod
Someday we'll draw the string assisted by the hand of God
I was a victim of December 1981
I took a final beating from the blunt end of a Russian's gun
You made a memory - the memory will multiply
You may kill the body, but the spirit - it will never die
Written by Steve Taylor © 1984 Birdwing Music/Cherry Lane Music Publishing Co., Inc./C.A. Music (ASCAP)
Taylor says, "Dedicated to the memory of Grzegroz Przemyk, a Polish youth
killed by government police in Warsaw, May, 1983"
(Taken from liner notes on "Meltdown" CD.)
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