The Nationalist

Here's a story of a simple man

Who just wanted to succeed

Wanted the best for his nation,

His race and family

So he worked hard everyday,

Grinding his hands to the bone

For his land and his children's future,

He would fight even if he fought alone

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He's a Racialist-To the core,

Never wanted nothing more

Than to see his nation prosper,

And his children succeed

He's a Nationalist-All the way,

All he wanted is to see a new day

So he fought strong never givin' in,

'Cause the strong survive and may the best man win

There was nothin' that could hold

Him back or stand in the way of his dreams

'Cause this man was full of pride,

and driven by victory

Every day when he awoke

He looked into his children's eyes

Then he took his wife by the hand and said,

"For you are the reason I fight this fight"

On the day in which this man took his final breath

Looked into his children's eyes and said,

"What I've done for you, please don't forget"

Then he kissed his wife and daughter

And he turned to his son and said

"For now you are the one who holds the flame,

carry it forth and one day we'll win"