Keep your land clean
Destroy the church of Christ
Raise the monument of chaos and war
Feed the flame of blasphemy

Only in power lies the greatness
Only dust and ruins
Can heal our land
For Christianity pushed to death

Come burn the old lying relics
Which was dead before it's own birth
But still rules the minds of those alive
Taking their pale souls to the realms of death

Aryan duty is to destroy the lies
Supreme trial to the enemies of Purity and Honour
Jewish pantheon has to be overthrown
Into the night I go
Breathing the smell of blood

Their blood is poisoned with our damnation
They cut out their own eyes
and strangeled with their hearts,
They betrayed our essence
Thus they are not ones of us

Come and keep your land
No false blood shall rise
Over our own nature
This struggle is blessed by our ancestors

Destroy the church of Christ