The winter is coming
The nature seems to fall asleep
But life is lasting somewhere deep
The rivers are frozen
By wicked winter's chilling breath
It looks like kingdom of the death
Our culture resembles
The autumn tree without leaves
Our gods die without our belief
But I know that someday
The Aryan culture will revive
It'll be the best day of my life
Wake up the Aryan gods
Wake up and show your guys
The jewish clouds will disperse from Aryan sky
Our culture will revive
Great Nation will survive
And zionism at last will die
There is a lot of people
Who won't submissively exist
They'll get together to resist
Rebellion will break out
Z.O.G. will be overthrown
And we shall dance on their bones
The winter isn't endless
And warm spring days will come again
Young trees will grow under rain
The flowers will blossom
And birds forever will return
New world of freedom will be born