The one, who stands against the blood
Which is flowing here from ages
Which is showing the path of endless wars
The one, who opposes the rights, ruling eternally
He is a traitor of his own country, the traitor of his race
Because of the storm of alien influences
Our brotherhood is dying
Because of the traitors of the white blood
Our soil is starting to rot
The brightness of our native beliefes
Covered with the shaddow of the cross
Can not die out inside of us, can not burn up
For our of blood we need the people full of faith
True till the end, fighting to the death
In the name of the idear, uniting the white race
We have to protect the heritage of our land
