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C. 442 BC |
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[Pindar] |
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Sailing towards the end of the world |
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Bound for the farthest island of all |
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Beyond the rule of mighty Boreas |
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There lies a place were death is not known |
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1919 AD |
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[The Grand Master] |
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Our Atlantis lies far in the north |
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The very place where it all began |
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Where our beloved Aryan forefathers |
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Lived in absolute purity, far from labour and war |
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1928 AD |
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[Celebrant] |
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Hearken! |
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Thus here I pledge my sword |
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As I pledge my soul, ever to be in your service. |
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1933 AD |
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[Acolytes] |
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Hail to the father |
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All hail our leader |
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Hail to the hammer |
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All hail our leader |
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1934 AD |
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[The Leader] |
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We all know that our beliefs are true |
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But please do keep them secret! |
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Don't you see all this is in a way |
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Affecting public opinion? |
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So, for a while, leave your books aside |
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And follow me into a new religion |
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That of guns, of tanks and of fire |
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For I was born to be your leader |
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1945 AD |
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[Heroes and Traitors] |
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Our flyblown empire of treason |
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Has burnt itself to the ground |
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So much for our dreams of glory |
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We lost our every chance |
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Oh Fatherland |
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We're deaf and blind |
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We're puppets in your hands |
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We crossed the line |
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Of sanity |
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We became the gods of lie |
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The SS-organised chaos |
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Brought fire and blood to this land |
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Our crimes are unforgivable |
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But we were the blind led by the blind |
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We were bound for Ultima Thule |
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And we ended up stuck in hell |
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Our madness, our disdain, our struggle, our sorrow |
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Forever will be our stains! |
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1989 AD |
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[An Old Man] |
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God, I regret my loathsome behaviour |
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I kissed the goat and murdered the innocent |
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I lost my soul but a hundred demons torment me |
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For I can still hear the hellish army screaming... |
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1939 AD |
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[Acolytes] |
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Hail to the father |
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All hail our leader |
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Hail to the hammer |
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All hail our leader |
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Hail to the father |
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All hail our leader |
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Hail to the hammer |
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All hail Ultima Thule! |
