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 land's 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 called 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 hordes call the 'Neo-Nation' Again the right hands risen high a skinny revelation
In a land where neighbours are strangers and misleaded feel called for avengers in a land with blood-covered history
Back to the dark Rising their hands higher Back into the past from the night of time
Banned graffiti on the walls words of hate and murder Waiting for their master's 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