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.
No!
You plant your missiles while our people wait in line for bread,
You hang 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 flames,
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 seek our sanctuary where the altar candle burns,
Our dignity's a legacy the cross of Jesus reaffirms.
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 flames,
We're gonna rise up from the ashes 'til we're ashes again.
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 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 gun,
You made a memory, the memory will multiply,
You may kill the body, but the spirit - it will never die.
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.
