Power of spirit and strength of arms, Unblemished Honour and Aryan pride, Unshaken faith in forefathers Gods Make us the strongest among the men We keep the ancient flame still burning, the pagan past is our fame... Soon we will crush the strange belief And then fidelity shall triumph! We have to recreate this world Destroy each worthless form of life... We have to purify the ground, And then fidelity shall triumph! No man shall stop the march we started. Nothing can stand on our way... Faith and fidelity always lead us To the rebirth of lost values... New generation of our race Must take this world in its own hands... We can't be anymore the slaves of foreign culture and their faiths!