"Vomiting bitter tears of disgust
Four eyes fly through the dark
Where they hide from a blinding light
Master of the
slave domains"
As strange as it might sound to the ears of a poor in spirit
There, our eyes are able to see
"And the
trail of tears on their cheeks
Announces the dawn a revolution
The more you suffer
The more you enjoy
your...
...revenge"
Betrayed by an underrace
We are not part of that flock
No!
Our bodies and souls are the
incarnation of
"Der bermensch"
Negation of a wrong construction
Recreation after destruction
Let Reason teach
us
The meaning of this tide of decadence
Knowledge as pleasure and aim
Is the curtain protecting us from the
sunlight
Betrayed by an underrace
We are not part of that flock
No!
Our bodies and souls are the incarnation of
"Der
bermensch"
No pity for the weak
No pity for the failures
Tired of these last dead millenniums
The human race shall
separate
The troops of the Elite shall rise
As the white lambs shall be swallowed by the earth
"Macht durch
Stimme"