Songtext von Sons Of The Earth

Contemplating the fields of snow I perceive my own eternity At night I see all in black and white Concrete and filth disappear under a shroud of white purity But sometimes some pest shadows and jangles of humanity Appear in the middle of my fatherland And bring me back to this putrid present Sons of Wotan Sons of Teutates We are our own pride We are our own future We must protect our sacred children And transmit them our great culture Sons of Wotan Sons of Tuetates Remember our believes Remember our roots We are the heirs of Europa We are the heirs of pagan blood