New Generation

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