I remember the day when we first met. With your big eyes staring at me. I said don't you cry, as I cradled you in my arms. By your side I will always be.
A part of me has died before I was even born. Stung by the frost in a cold winter storm. Destined to doom in a land so cold and grim. Will I die trying to win?.
(Instramental). . Is inspired and in dedication to the memory of. General Leon Degrelle, a true warrior!.
I look foward to the day. When they declare marshall law. And I hope it's coming quick. Cause I'm down to my final straw. . Pre-Chorus:. There comes a time when one has to learn.
Woke up this morning, how I got here I haven't a clue. In my mouth there is this foul taste, such a hangover,. What the hell did I do?. I ran to the store to get a drink to quench the thirst.
Confused creature, shedding its skin. With an identity loss, yet it tries to fit in. Disobeying natures laws, it chooses its way. On a path of destruction, to shades of gray.
A midnight attack, the hammer's drawn back. A pull of the trigger, you hear a loud crack. The burst breaks the silence, on this night of violence. Another mission accomplished, a victim of my defiance.
It was just another trip, to our favorite nation. Berlin, Germany, was our destination. After such a long trip, we wished for a bed,. But we ended up at clubhouse instead.
You can see, the anger in my face. Of a long lost warrior trying to find his place. I'm trapped in a time where no one understands. Yet I battle forth for my destined land.
Musical revolution spreading through the land. Big city White boys, ready to make a stand. Angry, tattooed, and scarred,. We're really a nasty bunch. Stand in the way of our pride.
The battered knight stood upon the hill. He catches his breath for a moment while everything is still. He's battled for days, he knows he hasn't much left.
Chorus:. Jesus Hitler. Adolf Christ. Is this the second coming. Or the fourth reich?. . His mother a nun raped by a nazi. Near the end of the second great war.
We are the chosen of an eternal kingdom. Revelling in our heresy. We are the conquerors, spurned by the northwinds. Our trumpets wailing sounds of doom.
We roll into the 21st century. Trudging over the bones of the weak. For global domination, a message to the masses. That we don't turn the other cheek.
Don't offer your hand to me, I don't want to know your name. You look like you crawled out from under a rock. Go back into your cave. Your skin is yellow and your teeth are brown.
Glory awaits on the battlefield. For the galliant that answered the call. Glory awaits with her arms outstretched. For those that had given all. Glory awaits for those that never bowed.
I'm a son of the North, the Viking creed. Plunder and pillaging the seven seas. I'm a Celt in defial. To the invasion of my Celtic Isles. . I'm the Teuton, the Germanic one.
A communist invasion to force occupation. A runaway nation fighting to break free. Militant action against the red factions. We'll take the hammer and sickle to its knees.
Chorus:. Awake from your sleep it's been a long slumber. It's been over 50 years of the spell you've been under. Awake oh' fatherland. . Destruction and prosperity you've seen it all.
An explosion rips the silence. A cowardly act of senseless violence. An innocent family lies dead in the street. Murdered for shopping to eat. Glass and brick are strewn everywhere.