Armia

An insurrection of the lost

With courage born from despair

An end for the years of anguish;

A battle in the heart of this nation

Uprising of the lost;

In the abyss between the worlds

They all averted their eyes

A home behind the enemies lines

They raped and burned our fatherland

We know that nothing shall remain; there's no tomorrow,

We'll bring it to an end; there's no tomorrow.

Uprising of the lost; the world averted it's eyes

Our souls scorched with our homes

But fitful we hold our ground

Ragged figures but brothers and sisters we are;

Through fields of debris we crawl

Red vultures awaiting our end

A home behind the enemies lines