Binance

Heldentat (Wolfnacht)

the blood of our ancestors was spilled from mongoloid scum but they soil their tribe with oil and blood especially for war I'm convinced against the traitors that ??? the past chorus: holding the banners of national pride we shall triumph in the name of the aryan tribe for the greatest idea upon which I call (?) for the racial cleansing of this decadent world in the frontline of the eternal war gunshots sound like thunders in a bulletstorm our troops attack with intolerant hate for the glory of the nation and the death of the state turkey speaks in muslim rapes we're gonna shoot a nigger when no one escapes hunting the foreigners of an aryan god raging war for SIEG ODER TOD! -Chorus now proud we march upon our soil for our warriors, heroes and kings loyal to our blood, defenders of our lands proud servants to wotans command