1947, Start of the Cold war. Russia has fallen into poverty. As The Soviet Union attempts to turn Eastern Europe to communism, and causing much displeasure in America and the United Kingdom.
Stalin rules with an iron fist, the Berlin wall stands tall
Come watch a nation fall, as the Super Powers brawl
Men unemployed, homes destroyed, families dismayed
The rent can’t be paid, they’re left without financial aid
Stalin wants the atom bomb, Truman’s being a tease
‘Why can’t this stop, why can’t you put our minds at ease?’
This is the cry, of a single mother, as a bullet pieces her back
She slumps off the Berlin wall, her daughter saw this attack
Lives where destroyed, millions of people grieved
A political war……………….But what was achieved?
This is the story of a victim in the cold war, his family are on the other side of the Berlin wall, and he has nothing to live for.
Satan lives among us, he breathes down our neck, each day
Our nation has died away
I sit to the side, sift to the back of my mind and pray
My family has been taken from my arms, I’m alone on this farm
My cattle have died, I’m choked to blue, by a communist arm
Deciding my fate, I’m lying in wait, I’m breaking free tonight
A wall can not contain me, my light is shining bright
I’m a fighting knight, fighting for what’s right, God please help
Don’t let me die tonight
He sets off, through the dark and polluted streets of Western Berlin. Determined to be reunited with his family……on the other side of the wall.
Truman’s planes fly overhead, providing beds, and food to help us survive
I’m crouched to the floor, ready to pounce, and to soar, ready to fly
Not ready to die. I need to at least kiss my daughter goodbye
I scramble up the graphitised wall, my ladder stands tall
As I leap to the other side, without so much as a stall
My wife meets me, we embrace, and hold each other tight
All of a sudden, the spotlight sights us, and lights up the night
I jump with fright, and tell my wife to flee, and that I’ll always love her
‘Give my love to little Amy, and her little bother, you’re a great mother’
I stand tall, knowing that I must fall, a death with a cause
The gun clicks, the barrel is loaded, now there’s an eternal pause
Another death, thanks to communism.
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