Finist New Generation
I tell my son about the race
Of ancient Aryans who now are being in disgrace
Because one jew that crept out from the mud
Had said he's only son of only god
I tell my son about the times
When Aryan land was living out of jewish lie and crimes
And now it's time this order to revive
Because the Aryan race has to survive
White boys, white girls, White Power over world
New order fixed by iron hand
There's no return, no cause to cry and mourn
This is the future of our land
I tell my son what's wrong or right
I never let him think that jewish preacher is his guide
I point my son at only way
This is our land and here we have to stay
The ripple of stream, the song of birds
The sun is shining brighter over best land in the world
I see my son and think with pride
He'll grow up and we'll be fighting side by side
When all the patriot's sons will grow into men
Together we will feel forgotten might again
We'll banish all the aliens from the Aryan land
On them we never shall depend