De Press - Reparations

Never being reprimanded, never being apprehended
Due to your invasions, picture frames lay empty
Walls disintegrated, hearts ripped out of chests,
Who's now fixing all this? Who's cleaning this mess?

How to value lives lost? Quantify the harm?
We've set up the bill, and we're ringing the alarm,
Genocide does not have, (a) statute of limitations,
And these crimes require — indemnification

Hitler nor Stalin would have ever been defeated
Our world would be different, had Poles not competed
So with misty eyes, we've made our price shown
Values from the thrown all tattered to the bone

Polish silverware and art are not in exhibitions
But sat right on your tables
Did you get the picture?
Those who did the murders, from poverty's their wealth
And for those who were killed, justice will be dealt

Tens of thousands of works of art, tons of our gold
Went to you with no consent, never bought or sold
We present the Germans, a bill for all our losses
For a resolution, now begins the process

Farmhouses burned down, towns disintegrated
People shot to death, and cities devastated
There's no room for propaganda, brainwashing, or agitation
This new generation, let them know this story!

Let history be told to this generation

Empty words from Willy Brandt will never satisfy
Nor will kneeling, giving wreaths, or impressions suffice
Here is needed honesty, good will, commiseration
Just compensation for your neighbouring nation

Empty words from Willy Brandt will never satisfy
Nor will kneeling, giving wreaths, or impressions suffice
Here is needed honesty, good will, commiseration
Just compensation for your neighbouring nation

Let history be told to this generation
Let history be told to this generation
Generation