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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 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

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 gun
You made a memory, the memory will multiply
You may kill the body but the spirit, it will never die
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 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       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 gun   You made a memory, the memory will multiply   You may kill the body but the spirit, it will never die