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He got what he deserved

Lying in his last throes

On the blood-red snow

Axe of an honest man

Put an righteous end

To the hypocrite’s life

From distant shores

He came to preach the lie

Only greed in his mind

On the ice of the lake

He finally met his fate

Still he tried to escape

Heritage in blood

Never will we forget

Heritage in blood

Do what has to be done

Heritage in blood

Never will we forget

Heritage in blood

Do what has to be done

Still the axe we remember

And the glorious deed

A mighty symbol

Of our resistance against

The spiritual black death

And it´s unnatural ways