Incipit W.O.T.A.N.
With this ritual of blood and steel I call beyond the grave
May every fallen hero rise with me and bring back the strength of a forgotten age
An age of honor and pride where we left none alive
Where we fought for what was right with the rage of the gods on our side

Soldiers of the Reich, warriors of sword and shield
Your souls are with us as we shed our blood on this battlefield
The shackles of modernity cannot hold back our rage
As one we shall rise and bring forth the dawn of a new day

Fire and ice shall collide in a cataclysm of cosmic light
We shall vanquish the eternal darkness that would cause our souls to die
Every drop of blood we spill is a sacrifice to the gods of old
So that our children can hear the legends of our stories told

The meek shall be slaughtered and the bold shall inherit the earth
No christ-loving jew shall be welcome in our race's rebirth
And as Hyperborea bursts forth from the sea...
Our ritual will be complete, for this is the reclamation of a lost kingdom

The hearts and minds of our volk shall be reclaimed
We will bleed the scum from our ranks, and show them the error of their ways
All shall fall under the might of our Aryan insurrection
For this is the reclamation of a lost kingdom

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