So silent before the storm, awaiting command A few has been chosen to stand as one outnumbered by far The orders from high command, fight back hold, your ground In early September it came, a war unknown to the world No army may enter that land That is protected by polish hand Unless you are 40 to 1 Your force will soon be undone, undone Baptized in fire of fire 40 to 1 Spirit of Spartans death and glory Soldiers of Poland second to none Wrath of the Wehrmacht brought to a halt The 8th of September it starts the rage of the Reich A barrage of mortars and guns stand fast the bunkers will hold The captain has pledged his life, "I'll face my fate here" The sound of artillery strike so fierce the thunder of guns So come bring on all that you've got Come hell, come high water never stop Unless you are 40 to 1 Your lives will soon be undone, undone Always remember a fallen soldier Always remember fathers and sons at war Buried in history
So silent before the storm, awaiting command A few has been chosen to stand as one outnumbered by far The orders from high command, fight back hold, your ground In early September it came, a war unknown to the world No army may enter that land That is protected by polish hand Unless you are 40 to 1 Your force will soon be undone, undone Baptized in fire of fire 40 to 1 Spirit of Spartans death and glory Soldiers of Poland second to none Wrath of the Wehrmacht brought to a halt The 8th of September it starts the rage of the Reich A barrage of mortars and guns stand fast the bunkers will hold The captain has pledged his life, "I'll face my fate here" The sound of artillery strike so fierce the thunder of guns So come bring on all that you've got Come hell, come high water never stop Unless you are 40 to 1 Your lives will soon be undone, undone Always remember a fallen soldier Always remember fathers and sons at war Buried in history
