Luyện nghe bài hát The Call Of Aryan Spirit

the calling me into darkness,
open the gates through which leave
the call of the blood calls me to fight
the call of slavonic
aryan with the boundless expanse
through come to me
the forests and steppers I own
is to the damned jewish tribe
my blood is calling me, and I calm down
until I taste the smell of blood
the whispers about the darkness
the stars are me through the clouds
silver people white skin
are to perform a rite
the wisemen are cursing on the jewish
and I see the white power!
in jewish faces, cut them into pieces
let them choke with lie
let the woods grow up on their
only man's power!
we are the only ones to the
right for land!
ours, indeed!
these rivers have been
with our blood for ages
this grass has on the bodies
of our killed
hey, with us, our aryan spirit!
let our slavonic boil up with our hatred
hey, our land, with us!
let step on our land turn for
the on jews!
white power, you have to of useless tribes
under your obsession!
they are not people,
they are whose mission is only parasitism
let the aryan support us!
the war is sacred! war!