Luyện nghe bài hát The Call Of Aryan Spirit

the voice calling me darkness,
open the through which I'll leave
the call of the ancient calls me to fight
the call of slavonic
aryan lands with the boundless
milleniums come to me
the and steppers everything I own
is given to the jewish tribe
my blood is calling me, and I won't calm
until I taste the smell of their
the whispers about the darkness
the are leading me through the clouds
people with white skin
are to perform a rite
the wisemen are cursing on the scum
and I see the man's power!
spit in jewish faces, cut them into
let them with their lie
let the woods grow up on corpses
only white power!
we are the ones to have the
right for land!
ours, indeed!
these rivers have been
together with our for ages
this has grown on the bodies
of our warriors
hey, with us, our aryan spirit!
let our slavonic blood boil up with our
hey, our land, with us!
let step on our land turn for
the on jews!
power, you have to destroy of useless tribes
under your obsession!
they are not people,
they are whose mission is only parasitism
let the aryan spirit us!
the war is sacred! war!