Rise! Hear the call of pure ancient blood The forces within - forces of heathen spirit Which unite greater nature with own soul Awake! For too long your true selves have slumbered Imprisoned by insidious barricades of alien origin When the blood calls, heed it's voice Furor teutonicus An immortal oroborous links past, present and future Emanating from the axis of the sun's wheel Forever turning, driving true destiny To reach the stars And conquer the greater whole Universal dominion - galactic supremacy Distant worlds await the first footsteps Of Aryan explorers The final goal To expand beyond primitive beginnings Leave this dying earth To those who would destroy themselves Eventual return To a desolate, wasted planet Finally cleansed by the beast's own greed The centre of our galactic empire Rebuilt from ashes of the past And the steel of the future