(Instrumental)
DIE ERBSCHAFT AUS DONNERLAND

A long time ago
Our Germanic forefathers were surprised
With the men's of the east arrival
Which prophesying a strange faith
They started to sack our lairs
And as the wolves
Our noble folk were decimated

The time passed by
And the children and grandchildren of the murdered ones
Were forced to work arduously
And to accept the new faith
Prophesied by the ones who occupied
Their relatives' land.
For a question of survival
They passed to integrate themselves together with the others
But in the same time they knew well
That was impossible to refuse the historic past
Because they were the roots of an immortal tree.

And today, a long time later
A heroic past reborn in my soul
We are proudly descendants
Of the indo-European folk which was decimated.
The blood that runs in our veins
Is the aliment of our instincts
Of the harmonious relation that we have with the animals
Of the glorious links that we have with the soil
Of the courage to struggle and defend what is ours
At last
Far beyond our white skin
There is a blood which such history can not be refused
Our pagan heritage can not be forgotten.

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