the voice calling me into darkness,

open the gates through which I'll leave

the call of the ancient blood calls me to fight

the call of slavonic blood

aryan lands with the boundless expanse

through milleniums come to me

the forests and steppers everything I own

is given to the damned jewish tribe

my blood is calling me, and I won't calm down

until I taste the smell of their blood

the moon whispers about the darkness

the stars are leading me through the clouds

silver people with white skin

are gathering to perform a rite

the wisemen are cursing on the jewish scum

and I see the white man's power!

spit in jewish faces, cut them into pieces

let them choke with their lie

let the woods grow up on their corpses

only white man's power!

we are the only ones to have the

right for this land!

it's ours, indeed!

these rivers have been flowing

together with our blood for ages

this grass has grown on the bodies

of our killed warriors

hey, stay with us, our aryan spirit!

let our slavonic blood boil up with our hatred

hey, our land, stay with us!

let every step on our land turn for

the damnation on jews!

white power, you have to destroy of useless tribes

under your glorious obsession!

because they are not people,

they are worms whose mission is only parasitism

let the aryan spirit support us!

the war is sacred! total war!