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VERSE

In the midst of the spite and the darkness of today

Drowned in the decadence of the age of human degragation

Deep inside of the heart of my race

I can see the flash of the lightning of my faith

Flags with runes flew at European battlegrounds

Clashing iron and steel-I can hear the "Words of the High One"

INTERMEZZO

I gather the power of my life

Gifts of gods I receive with a pride

VERSE

As bloody skies becomes overcast-my hatred grows

Dusk comes with the anthem of The God of War

White dawn swirls with blood into my veins-when the duty calls

Destruction of the monstrous breed must be our sacred creed

INTERMEZZO

Songs of oak written in my memories

Now I perceive our folk's mysteries

CHORUS

Flying like the wind, shining like the sun

From the Aryan fire, blood and soil we are born

SPECIAL

I can see the light

That will wake us from this nightmare

I hear a voice

That sounds like a storm

Like the burst of vengeance

Hail Wotan, Hail the Folk,

Step into the new era of Aryan man

HAIL THE FOURTEEN WORDS!

CHORUS

Flying like the wind, shining like the sun

From the Aryan fire, blood and soil we are born

CREED OF IRON!

CREED OF IRON!!