"Lo, there do I see my father. Lo, there do I see my mother and my sisters and my brothers. Lo, there do I see the line of my people back to the beginning. Lo, they do call to me, they bid me take my place amongst them, in the halls of Valhalla, where the Brave, they live forever!"
There is a road and it leads to Valhalla
Where only the chosen are allowed.
There is a boy with a dream of Valhalla,
A place in the land of the Gods.
But in the heart, where the fire burns forever,
Where life goes on for those who fell in battle,
The Gods are waiting for the moment he falls in the fight,
And he will rise when the sun goes down.
He raised high his sword, as he cried out "Valhalla!"
His dream had become reality.
Tonight he will dine, on the road to Valhalla,
Chosen to feast with the Gods.
But in the heart, where the fire burns forever,
Where life goes on for the might young Viking,
The journey has finally come to and end, for the boy.
And he has risen as the bravest of them all.
Well, sit down and listen to what I have to say
Soon will come a great war, a bloody but holy day
And after that purging, our people will be free
And sing up in the bright skies, a sun for all to see
Times are very tough now for a proud white man to live
And although it may appear that this world has no life to give
Times are soon changing, this can't go on for long
And on that joyful summer's day we'll sing our victory song
And the women, they'll smile on Victory Day.
And the children, they'll laugh and they'll sing and they'll play
And the forests will echo our grace
For the brand new dawn of our race
You are my brother and in war we proudly sing
Our cause shall never tire, our gift to you we bring:
A holy creed of racial purpose, a mighty race to defend
And when we fly our holy flag, their oppressive reign shall end
And the women, they'll smile on Victory Day.
And the children, they'll laugh and they'll sing and they'll play
And the forests will echo our grace
For the brand new dawn of our race
And when we finally conquer, our people will be free
And all across this great land, the bold truth we shall see
So as we march together to avoid catastrophe,
Let's remember always our sacred destiny
And the women, they'll smile on Victory Day.
And the children, they'll laugh and they'll sing and they'll play
And the forests will echo our grace
For the brand new dawn of our race
Weiss weiss weiss sind alle meine Kleider.
Weiss weiss weiss ist alles was ich hab.
Darum leib ich alles was so weiss ist,
Weil mein Schatz ein Baker Baker ist.
Grun grun grun sind alles meine Kleider.
Grun grun grun ist alles was ich hab.
Darum leib ich alles was so grun ist,
Weil mein Schatz ein Jager Jager ist.
Schwartz schwartz schwartz sind alles meine Kleider.
Schwartz schwartz schwartz ist alles was ich hab.
Darum leib ich alles was so schwartz ist,
Weil mein Schatz ein Schornsteinfeger ist.
Bunt bunt bunt sind alles meine Kleider.
Bunt bunt bunt ist alles was ich hab.
Darum leib ich alles was so bunt ist,
Weil mein Schatz ein Maler Maler ist.
Darum leib ich alles was so bunt ist,
Weil mein Schatz ein Maler Maler ist.
ENGLISH TRANSLATION:
White white white, all my clothes are white.
White white white, all that I have is white.
I like white so much because my love is a baker.
Green green green, all my clothes are green.
Green green green, all that I have is green.
I like so green so much because my love is a hunter.
Black black black, all my clothes are black.
Black black black, all that I have is black.
I like black so much because my love is a chimney sweep.
Multicolored multicolored multicolored, all my clothes are multicolored.
Multicolored multicolored multicolored, all that I have is multicolored.
I like multicolor so much because my love is a painter.
I like multicolor so much because my love is a painter.
The scent of an new mown meadow wafts gently through the bars.
The sound of summer harvesting can be heard from afar.
The beauty of our Vinland is a beauty hard to beat.
But the heart has been corrupted by a change in power seat.
Will we stand and watch them taking our freedom away?
Will we stand and watch them taking our freedom away?
Our warriors are slandered and they're thrown into their jails,
And kept from all their loved ones inside dungeons deep and stale.
They say that "self-defense is no offense" till the law starts with their lies.
They send you down for protecting your own, already guilty in their lying eyes.
Will we stand and watch them taking our freedom away?
Will we stand and watch them taking our freedom away?
Our hearts are filled with love and pride for Vinland is our home,
The hills and dales are in our souls and the forests ours to roam.
Now we lay back in our cells and we think of the times gone by,
We think back on our lives and homes and the friends who wait and cry.
Will we stand and watch them taking our freedom away?
Will we stand and watch them taking our freedom away?
He fought so strong for our race
We're finally back in our place
It took his life, my dear son,
And now it's over the war is won
Our race was saved
Because of the lives
That were sacrificed:
Those men that died
Sacrifice, they gave their lives,
All those men who have died
Sacrifice, they gave their lives,
All those men who have died
Warrior poet, I sing his songs.
Ian Stuart, with his voice so strong.
Remember his words, as we sing along.
Sacrifice, they gave their lives,
All those men who have died
Sacrifice, they gave their lives,
All those men who have died
Rudolph Hess, a man of peace.
He wouldn't give up, he wouldn't cease.
He gave his loyalty to our cause.
Remember him and give a pause.
Sacrifice, they gave their lives,
All those men who have died
Sacrifice, they gave their lives,
All those men who have died
Robert Mathews, he knew the truth.
He knew what he had to do.
He set an example with courage so bold.
We'll never let that fire grow cold.
Sacrifice, they gave their lives,
All those men who have died
Sacrifice, they gave their lives,
All those men who have died
Dr. Pierce, a man so wise,
Helped so many of us open our eyes,
See the future for what it could be:
A future for our race's eternity.
Sacrifice, they gave their lives,
All those men who have died
Sacrifice, they gave their lives,
All those men who have died
Ob's stürmt oder schneit,
Ob die Sonne uns lacht
Der Tag glühend heiß
Oder eiskalt die Nacht
Bestaubt sind die Gesichter
Doch froh ist unser Sinn
Ist unser Sinn
Es braust unser Panzer
Im Sturmwind dahin
ENGLISH TRANSLATION:
Whether it storms or snows
Whether the sun shines upon us
The day burning hot
Or the night freezing cold
Dusty are our faces
But happy we are at heart
We're at heart
Our tank roars ahead
Along with the storm wind
UNSUNG REST OF SONG (ENGLISH TRANSLATION):
With thundering engines
Fast as a lightning bolt
The enemy engaging
Within our armor plates
Come on, comrades
In the battle, all alone
We stand all alone
That's how we strike deep
Into the enemy's ranks
When an enemy tank
Appears ahead of us
Full throttle is given
And we close with the foe
It's not our life we value
For the army of our state
Yes, army of our state
For to die for Germany
Is our highest honor
With obstacles and tanks
The enemy blocks our path
We laugh about it
And simply pass them by
And if we are threatened by guns
Hidden in the yellow sand
In the yellow sand
We find ourselves a path
That no one else found
And if we are abandoned
By that unfaithful luck
And if we don't return
To our homeland again
If a bullet strikes us down
If our fate calls upon us
Yes, our fate upon us
Then for us the tank will be
A metal grave
He sat in a room in a square the color of blood.
He'd rule the whole world if there was a way that he could.
He'd sit and he'd stare at the minarets on top of the towers,
For he was the Beast as he hatched his new plot to gain power.
And the snow fell, covering the dreams and ideals.
And the snow fell, freezing the blood and the wheels.
And the snow fell, they had to keep warm for survival.
And the snow fell, and defeated the Beast's only rivals.
They took the old roads that Napoleon had taken before.
They fought as the forces of light against the darkness in a holy war.
One day they were looking out on the sun shining on the cornflowers.
The next day they were freezing to death in the snow and the ice cold showers.
And the snow fell, covering the dreams and ideals.
And the snow fell, freezing the blood and the wheels.
And the snow fell, they had to keep warm for survival.
And the snow fell, and defeated the Beast's only rivals.
Then came the deadly roads back in the steps of their retreat.
The cold racked their bodies, but worse was the pain of defeat.
Many people who had hailed them once now turned and walked away,
For these people now knew that the Beast was on his way.
And the snow fell, covering the dreams and ideals.
And the snow fell, freezing the blood and the wheels.
And the snow fell, they had to keep warm for survival.
And the snow fell, and defeated the Beast's only rivals.
You finally came back to the borders of your Fatherland.
Now enemies came, traitors everywhere at hand.
Many people who had fought and died knowing that they had to win.
And still it sickens my heart to see a picture of the red flag in Berlin.
And the snow fell, covering the dreams and ideals.
And the snow fell, freezing the blood and the wheels.
And the snow fell, they had to keep warm for survival.
And the snow fell, and defeated the Beast's only rivals.
You're gone with the breeze
Just like the leaves on the trees
Gone are the times with your family
With your family
You left dark behind
You knew they had your death warrant signed
But there was no way that you would compromise
No compromise
You're gone with the breeze
But you'll always be there on our minds
You're gone with the breeze
Just a memory of those times
You're gone with the breeze
But you left a lot of people who loved you
You're gone with the breeze
But we'll remember you, remember you
You stood against lies
You would never hide
You stood face to face with the enemy
The enemy
Against all the odds
Dangerous paths you trod
You knew it could only end in tragedy
In tragedy
All ends in devastation
For a man who loved his nation
Another warrior they took away
Yeah, they took you away
In our hearts you did not die
Forevermore your flag will fly
One day the land will stand in your memory,
Robert Mathews
You're gone with the breeze
But you'll always be there on our minds
You're gone with the breeze
Just a memory of those times
You're gone with the breeze
But you left a lot of people who loved you
You're gone with the breeze
But we'll remember you, remember you
When the man who plows the fields is driven from his lands
When the carpenter must give away what he's built with his own hands
When a mother's only children belong to her no more
And black masked men with guns come bashing down the doors
Where freedom exists for only those with darker skin
Where lies and propaganda will never let you win
Where symbols of your heritage are held with such contempt,
And benefits of country 'cept tax are you exempt.
Aryan man awake.
How much more will you take?
Turn that fear to hate.
Aryan man awake.
Can you see how they lie to warp your daughter's minds?
Can you let your sons be trodden down or held behind?
Can you apologize for things you did not do,
And leave this battle that we fight to the proud and the few?
What will it take for you to waken to the truth?
What will it take for you to remember your own youth?
What will you give up to help this worthy cause,
And strike with force and fury, without a single pause?
Aryan man awake.
How much more will you take?
Turn that fear to hate.
Aryan man awake.
What will it take for you to remember your own folk?
What will it take for you to break that heavy yoke?
Why do you still cast your eyes downward to the ground?
Worry lest what you say have prejudicial sound.
Who will stand beside us when the war begins?
Who will run and hide their heads and wait to see who wins?
Who will face the end and see a Valkyrie ride forth
To join the gods and fallen stormtroopers of the north?
Aryan man awake.
How much more will you take?
Turn that fear to hate.
Aryan man awake.
I see you all around me
I see the apathy in your eyes
Knowing not what it means to be free
Watching as the White flame dies
It means nothing to you
Pride is an unknown trait
Tell me what are you gonna do -
Run and hide or face the hate?
To every man who doesn't dream, I am the Dreamer
To every man who doesn't believe, I'm the Believer
To every man who doesn't Receive. I'm the receiver
To every man who refuses to bleed, I will bleed for you
Well you're walking round in circles
Burying your head in the sand
Watching but not caring
While they rape your land
Turning your face to the wall
Living in a second class world
While the valiant stand and fall
You just do as you're told
To every man who doesn't dream, I am the Dreamer
To every man who doesn't believe, I'm the Believer
To every man who doesn't Receive. I'm the receiver
To every man who refuses to bleed, I will bleed for you
Tell me, how do you live with yourself?
Hang your head in shame
Have you no pride in your heritage
And no pride in your name?
I'm glad that I'm not like you
I know my children are proud of me
While yours still suffer too
Mine I know will always stay free
To every man who doesn't dream, I am the Dreamer
To every man who doesn't believe, I'm the Believer
To every man who doesn't Receive. I'm the receiver
To every man who refuses to bleed, I will bleed for you
From the Wikipedia article on David Lane: Lane recently authored a short story entitled
KD Rebel, a fictional account of a colony of Wotanists who live up in the mountains and kidnap young girls and women from urban areas and force them into polygamy as breeding stock.Endless years in a prison cell,
Endless years of a living hell.
A soldier of the folk
With a tale to tell.
Of why he fought to save his own kind,
An image of beauty, he sees in his mind
Of a beautiful maiden, now forced to the fight
Because too many white men chose wrong over right.
Some day in Valhalla, when he's young once more,
He will hold the hand of the image he adores
It's not right for a Lamb near a Lane
To fight with a lion is insane.
If the white men won’t battle for life and race,
The women and children, the terror will face
This song was not written to entertain.
Will rams with horns fight for the Lamb near the Lane?
I am the Lamb
I'll stand beside the Lane
I am the Lamb
I'll stand beside the Lane
I am the Lamb
I'll stand beside the Lane
Children are playing, we have won.
Victory is ours, the war is finally done.
Our people's dedication is now complete,
Our enemies have finally been beat.
The warriors are singing in Valhalla and in their homes.
Our people are no longer afraid to walk alone.
We have won,
We are done.
Victory is ours,
Victory.
Speak the truth.
Sisters, sisters
There were never such devoted sisters
Never had to have a chaperone, no sir,
I'm there to keep my eye on her
Caring, sharing
Every little thing that we are wearing
When a certain gentleman arrived from Rome
She wore the dress, and I stayed home
All kinds of weather, we stick together
The same in the rain and sun
Two different faces, but in tight places
We think and we act as one
Those who've seen us
Know that not a thing could come between us
Many men have tried to split us up, but no one can
Lord help the mister who comes between me and my sister
And Lord help the sister, who comes between me and my man
Hey hey,
Every day
I see you at school,
What can I say?
You, you
You seem so cool,
You glance at me and I turn a fool.
My, my
By and by,
Tell me your name,
And don’t be shy.
Oh, oh
What do you know?
You like me too,
And you let it show.
In between class,
I see you,
Walking out of math.
Will you sit beside me,
at lunch time,
Should I ask?
Will my face turn red,
And will I forget what to say,
Will I stutter,
Or will I just look down,
As you walk by?
See, see
You look at me,
I look away,
Oh great, oh gee.
Now, now
I don’t know how,
We’re face to face,
oh great, oh wow!
The stranger within my gates,
He may be true or kind,
But he does not talk my talk—
I cannot feel his mind.
The men of my own stock
They may do ill or well,
But they tell the lies I am wonted to,
They are used to the lies I tell.
This was my father's belief
And this is also mine:
Let the corn be all one sheaf—
And the grapes be all of one vine.
This was my father's belief
And this is also mine:
Let the corn be all one sheaf—
And the grapes be all of one vine.
The stranger within my gates,
He may be evil or good,
But I cannot tell what powers control—
What reasons sway his mood.
The men of my own stock,
Bitter bad they may be,
But, at least, they hear the things I hear,
And see the things I see.
This was my father's belief
And this is also mine:
Let the corn be all one sheaf—
And the grapes be all of one vine.
This was my father's belief
And this is also mine:
Let the corn be all one sheaf—
And the grapes be all of one vine.
Webmaster's Commentary: This song screams of projection. As you read the lyrics, remember how Prussian Blue began vehemently denying that they hated or wanted to hurt anyone (even after songs off their first album, including one written by their own mother, explicitly referenced hate and war) after getting negative publicity. Also remember that white nationalists are a small, isolated, and vastly outnumbered group, and ask yourself: exactly how many nonracists are "afraid, alone in the dark, inside [their] own world"? Utter, utter projection.
You can stay afraid
Alone in the dark
But at least I'm out here
In the light
At least I'm not afraid
To say what I think
While your thoughts stay hidden
Out of sight
So there's not a problem
With the way I was raised
There's not a problem
You shouldn't be afraid
At least I'm not alone
I've come out of the dark
While you're all alone
Inside your own world
Well it's time that you faced
The real world, honey
Though you might not prefer
Reality
There's not a problem
With what I believe.
As I sit here staring,
My heart is yearning
For just one glance
From you.
As my heart’s here pounding,
As our eyes are bounding,
All I ever wanted was you,
Maybe someday.
All I ever wanted
Was to feel wanted
All I ever got
No one wants
As you're out there staring,
My hearts not caring
For the stupid glance
From you.
As I'm up here standing,
You’re out there standing,
What I was wanting,
I don’t want it anymore
All I ever wanted
Was to feel wanted
All I ever got
No one wants
Webmaster's Commentary: These three songs are what neo-Nazis online are referencing when they claim that Prussian Blue isn't racist and that the girls just write girly pop songs. They strike me as insincere and tacked on. Then again, I'm not thirteen years old anymore, and I'm also rather jaded. Read the lyrics and decide for yourself.
You make me feel
Like I'm in the air.
You make me feel
Like I'm very fair.
Oh, my head is spinning,
Like I'm off the ground.
Oh, my head is spinning,
I'm glad its you I found.
'Cause it's up, down,
All around,
Are my feet on the ground?
My world is spinning
When I'm with you,
When I'm with you.
Oh, my world falls down
When you are not here.
But you pick it up again,
Wipe away my tears.
We can dance round and round,
Completely oblivious
To what is going on.
What matters is us.
'Cause it's up, down,
All around,
Are my feet on the ground?
My world is spinning
When I'm with you,
When I'm with you.
As I look over yonder,
What do I see?
I see the masses growing
Like a raging sea.
Men and women of valor,
Willing to die to reach vallhalla.
What do I see up over there?
Today's stormtroopers ready for the dare.
All I see in the distance
Is an ocean of warriors,
Marching forward to battle,
An ocean of warriors.
Ready to kill
With a fist of steel,
Ready to fight to cure our nations ills.
White resistance has risen,
Freed from the bond of this emotional prison.
We fight for love,
Not for hate,
To banish the cowards
To traitor's gates.
All I see in the distance
Is an ocean of warriors,
Marching forward to battle,
An ocean of warriors.
Spirits are high,
As standards they fly
In orderly files.
Marching so proud,
Mile after mile.
Corps after corps they lead,
And when it comes time to bleed,
They're gonna know that they did their best
For their nation's needs.
All I see in the distance
Is an ocean of warriors,
Marching forward to battle,
An ocean of warriors.
Well how do you do, young Willie McBride?
Do you mind if I sit here down by your graveside
And rest for a while in the warm summer sun?
I've been walking all day and I'm nearly done.
I see by your gravestone you were only nineteen
When you joined the great call up in 1916.
I hope you died well and I hope you died clean.
Or Willie McBride, was it slow and obscene?
Did they beat the drum slowly?
Did they play the pipes lowly?
And did they play the death-march as they lowered you down?
And did the band play the Last post and chorus?
Did the pipes play "The Flowers of the Forest"?
Did you leave a wife or a sweetheart behind?
In some faithful heart is your memory enshrined?
And although you died back in 1916,
In that faithful heart are you forever nineteen?
Or are you a stranger without a name,
Enclosed and forever behind a glass frame?
In a old photograph, battered and stained
And faded to yellow in a brown leather frame?
Did they beat the drum slowly?
Did they play the pipes lowly?
And did they play the death-march as they lowered you down?
And did the band play the Last post and chorus?
Did the pipes play "The Flowers of the Forest"?
The sun now it shines on the green fields of France
The warm summer breeze makes the red poppies dance.
And look how the sun shines from under the clouds
There's no gas, no barbed wire, there's no guns firing now,
But here in this graveyard it's still no-man's-land
The countless white crosses stand mute in the sand
To man's blind indifference to his fellow man
To the whole generation that was butchered and damned.
Did they beat the drum slowly?
Did they play the pipes lowly?
And did they play the death-march as they lowered you down?
And did the band play the Last post and chorus?
Did the pipes play "The Flowers of the Forest"?
What do you think of me now
That you know who I am?
What do you think of me?
What do you say of that plan,
That we had for so long?
Why did it have to change?
I'm still the same,
You're the one who's changed,
I'm still the same,
You're rearranged
How is it so hard to forget
What people say,
When they say it face to face?
I can't change the truth,
You can't change the truth,
I'm all I'll ever be.
I'm still the same,
You're the one who's changed,
I'm still the same,
You're rearranged
You just wish that you could erase time,
But now you can't.
When everyone laughed at me,
You, you laughed at me too...
I'm still the same,
You're the one who's changed,
I'm still the same,
You're rearranged
I'm still the same,
You're the one who's changed,
I'm still the same,
You're rearranged
Skinhead boy, standing fast,
Not afraid to kick some ass
Skinhead boy, it's no disgrace
To stand up proud for your race
Oi oi oi skinhead boy, you're my oi boy
Oi oi oi skinhead boy, you're my oi boy
Skinhead boy, skinhead man,
Please stay true to our plan
Skinhead boy, skinhead man,
Someday you will save our land
Oi oi oi skinhead boy, you're my oi boy
Oi oi oi skinhead boy, you're my oi boy
Skinhead boy, with the boots and braces
Your boots tied with bright white laces
Short cropped hair and eyes so blue
Come inside, give us a view
Oi oi oi skinhead boy, you're my oi boy
Oi oi oi skinhead boy, you're my oi boy
Skinheads are my favorites;
They're the real patriots
They have honor, they have pride,
They have courage deep inside
Oi oi oi skinhead boy, you're my oi boy
Oi oi oi skinhead boy, you're my oi boy
Oi oi oi skinhead boy, you're my oi boy
Oi oi oi skinhead boy, you're my oi boy, yeah
Lynx and Lamb would like to offer it as a Father's Day gift to their fans.
Webmaster's Commentary: This song was released on Father's Day 2006, shortly after the well-publicized custody battle between their mother and their non-white nationalist father. The chorus strikes me as a passive-aggressive shot at their dad.
Hey little girl, will you listen?
Little girl, will you listen?
This will stay with you your whole life
So please don’t take for granted
No, please don't take for granted
’Cause mine was never there for me
Yours is always there, you see
He'll leave a great past you'll find
I try to leave my past behind
But it's broken, it's broken
So please don't take for granted
Please don't take for granted
Your daddy
Hey there Mark, will you listen?
You're her dad, so you'll listen
She will stay with you your whole life
She won't take for granted
No, she won't take for granted
’Cause mine was never there for me
Yours is always there you see
He'll leave a great past you'll find
I try to leave my past behind
But it's broken, it's broken
So please don't take for granted
Please don’t take for granted
Your Daddy
And even though he spoils you
That's what he's supposed to do
You are his entire world
You are his little girl
Mine was never there for me
Yours is always there, you see
He'll leave a great past you'll find
I try to leave my past behind
But it's broken, it's broken
So please don't take for granted
Please don't take for granted
No, please don't take for granted
Your Daddy
As the man crosses the river
He knows what's on the other side
He knows it isn't pretty
But for his Cause he risks his life
As the man reaches the shore
Got bumps and bruises along the way
He is willing for so much more
For he has crossed, he's here to stay
Stand up
Stand up for what you believe in
Stand up
Stand up for people like him
Stand up
Stand up for you and me
Stand up
Stand up
Stand up for what you believe in
As I stumble into the water
Collect some cuts along the way
As I look over my shoulder
Nothing's there, it's just decay
The water pulls and flows around me
I wish the cold would go away
Let me tell you, it's not pretty
But I'm here, I'm here to stay
Stand up
Stand up for what you believe in
Stand up
Stand up for people like him
Stand up
Stand up for you and me
Stand up
Stand up
Stand up for what you believe in