Rising from the night of time

rising from damnation

growing furtive to old size

a thousand years old nation

Finding victims for their "Reich"

the lands' got a lot of strangers

they call back the crystal night

to burn the war creation



In a land where neighbours are strangers

and misleaded feel caled for avengers

in a land with bloodcovered history



Then the last man of their kind

finished life in prison

he's a martyr for their aims

started killing seasons

Now they march the insane hords

call the "Neo-Nation"

again the right hands risen high

a skinny revelation



In a land where neighbours are strangers

and misleaded feel caled for avengers

in a land with bloodcovered history



Back to the dark

Rising their hands higher

Back into the past

from the night of time



Banned graphitti on the walls

words of hate and murder

waiting for their masters call

back in line and order

In a land where neighbours are strangers



Back to the dark

Rising their hands higher

Back into the past

from the night of time

Back to the dark

Rising their hands higher

Back into the past

from the night of time