Verse 1

A colonel walked through fire and rain,

Through Pop and R&B, through Chechnya’s pain.

He stood beside the rank and file,

Spoke truth to power, mile by mile.

They called him trouble, stripped his name,

Sent him out beneath a cloud of shame.

Then death came quiet, a heart gone still—

But history had another will.

Pre-Chorus

His final breath crossed years of war,

Into Pavlov’s mind, through a locked door.

He saw the date, the coming tide,

And knew what waited on the other side.

Chorus

Białystok, hold the line tonight,

Leave empty shells beneath the morning light.

Let iron answer, let the earth shake red,