Hail Of Bullets - Warsaw Rising | Текст песни

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Trapped between two despots
The cry for battle calls
Soviets at the Vistula
The Hun inside the walls
Resistance a tradition
Poland to be free
Finishing oppression
Regaining liberty

Claiming back their territory
Bloodshed for such precious land
Withdrawing hated enemy
The final struggle is at hand

Armia krajowa
Patriots mobilised
Many unarmed soldiers
Weapons improvised
National rebellion
Expect to last one week
Primitive devices
Guerrilla techniques

Bravery, pride and heroism
Honour and determination
Against tanks and artillery
Dying hard battalions

The soviets massacred thousands in Katyn
So they know precisely what to expect
Decades more of brutal submission
Tyrant Stalin stabs them in the back

Abandoned by the feeble western allies
Responsible for all the brave who died
Whilst their brothers freed Monte Cassino
They surrendered with their heads up high

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