Intro (spoken / whispered)
Welcome to Poland.
Population: unlucky.
Objective: survive.
Nazis detected.
Verse 1
Clock strikes twelve, boots hit ground
Paper borders? Not found
Mustache man with art-school rage
Speedrunning Europe, stage by stage
Propaganda on repeat
“Liberators” marching east
They say Ordnung, they say right
Funny word for mass graves overnight
Poland’s map gets speedrun split
Two invaders, one big “shit”
West sends thoughts, East sends tanks
Thanks a lot — really, thanks
Pre-Chorus
Listen close, don’t make a sound
Wrong accent? Six feet down
Every knock is RNG
Is it bread or the Gestapo for me?
Chorus
Five years in Poland, can you survive?
Nazis outside yelling “Reich will revive!”
Check every shadow, hide every name
One wrong step and you’re part of the flame
Five years in Poland, doors locked tight
Brown shirts screaming through the night
Smile and wave, act real dumb
Five years in Poland — here they come
Verse 2
Swastika banners, cheap and loud
Matching outfits, zero brain cells allowed
Talking ’bout purity, race, and fate
While stealing boots off the d**d they create
Art rejected, ego hurt
So now the continent eats dirt
Master race, my a*s, my dude
High on meth and bad attitudes
Burn the books, k**l the thought
Culture shipped, people caught
Factories working overtime
Efficiency… but make it crime
Pre-Chorus 2
They shout rules, they shout fear
But somehow still lose every year
If evil had a dress code fail
It’d be Hugo Boss and moral jail
Chorus
Five years in Poland, still alive?
Against goose-stepping clowns with god complexes and knives
Hide in basements, forests, mud
Hope tastes weird, kinda like b***d
Five years in Poland, don’t trust the grin
“Work will set you free” — yeah, sure, buddy, let me in
Laugh or cry, but don’t get caught
Five years in Poland