The Day Of The Rope

…My eyes are stare into dark night,
That enshroud my Land with a gloom…
Gaze is fixed upon horizon far
I'm ready to give all my life for that minute!…
When firmament shall flare with Black Sun!
And torches blaze tear darkness apart!
For EVERYONE to reawake at that dawn…
And Aeon Final Day shall proclaim the WAR!

Day of the "cold war" tolerant way end!
The Day of the Rope! Gallows Day!
Splashes of Nordic Blood
In RaHoWa flame!
In moment, thousands loops draw tight upon throats
Let my Country just have enough of pillars!
That Day, we shall overcrowd Hel
This is harvest of Deaths…

By Berserk to onslaught among this firestorm!
Carnage the swines! Murder on!
By the Black Legion of Totenkopf
To scorch all the bastardic with flame!…
With deeds of your life approach that Day!
Break the chains! Rise from your knees!
Like a wolf, grasp your fangs upon System throat!
The Day is at hand! Keep on fight!