Finist

New Generation

Finist


I tell my son about the race 
Of ancient Aryans who now are being in disgrace 
Because one jew that crept out from the mud 
Had said he's only son of only god 

I tell my son about the times 
When Aryan land was living out of jewish lie and crimes 
And now it's time this order to revive 
Because the Aryan race has to survive 

White boys, white girls, White Power over world 
New order fixed by iron hand 
There's no return, no cause to cry and mourn 
This is the future of our land 

I tell my son what's wrong or right 
I never let him think that jewish preacher is his guide 
I point my son at only way 
This is our land and here we have to stay 

The ripple of stream, the song of birds 
The sun is shining brighter over best land in the world 
I see my son and think with pride 
He'll grow up and we'll be fighting side by side 

When all the patriot's sons will grow into men 
Together we will feel forgotten might again 
We'll banish all the aliens from the Aryan land 
On them we never shall depend