We are the heirs of our forefathers We must never betray or forget Our past & principles We are the sons of Aryan race
We must finish the work and battle That our mouvement has begun To kill for a noble order with no remorse And to be again at one with the warspirit
We will never change for we are a part of Him We are the proud Aryan hordes The wolves reaching for blood A purificator fire will forever light our souls It’s essence of our evolution Which guides our hatefull desires
We have to take control of our land Which is soiling by jewish rules I call my brothers to War For resurrection of our mouvementTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
