Luyện nghe bài hát The Call Of Aryan Spirit

the calling me into darkness,
the gates through which I'll leave
the of the ancient blood calls me to fight
the call of slavonic
lands with the boundless expanse
through milleniums to me
the forests and steppers I own
is given to the damned jewish
my blood is calling me, and I won't down
until I taste the smell of their
the moon whispers about the
the are leading me through the clouds
silver people with white
are to perform a rite
the wisemen are on the jewish scum
and I see the white power!
spit in jewish faces, cut into pieces
let them choke their lie
let the woods up on their corpses
only man's power!
we are the only to have the
right for land!
ours, indeed!
these have been flowing
with our blood for ages
this has grown on the bodies
of our warriors
hey, with us, our aryan spirit!
let our slavonic boil up with our hatred
hey, our land, stay us!
let every on our land turn for
the on jews!
power, you have to destroy of useless tribes
under glorious obsession!
because are not people,
they are worms mission is only parasitism
let the spirit support us!
the war is sacred! war!