Rising from the night of time rising from damnation growing furtive to old size a thousand years old nation 
Finding victims for their "Reich" the lands' got a lot of strangers they call back the crystal night to burn the war creation 
In a land where neighbours are strangers and misleaded feel caled for avengers in a land with bloodcovered history 
Then the last man of their kind finished life in prison he's a martyr for their aims started killing seasons 
Now they march the insane hords call the "Neo-Nation" again the right hands risen high a skinny revelation 
In a land where neighbours are strangers and misleaded feel caled for avengers in a land with bloodcovered history 
Back to the dark 
Rising their hands higher 
Back into the past from the night of time 
Banned graphitti on the walls words of hate and murder waiting for their masters call back in line and order 
In a land where neighbours are strangers 
Back to the dark 
Rising their hands higher 
Back into the past from the night of time 
Back to the dark 
Rising their hands higher 
Back into the past from the night of time