Lyrics Hail of Bullets

Hail of Bullets

Warsaw Rising

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