Testo di The Awakening

The winter is coming The nature seems to fall asleep But life is lasting somewhere deep The rivers are frozen By wicked winter's chilling breath It looks like kingdom of the death Our culture resembles The autumn tree without leaves Our gods die without our belief But I know that someday The Aryan culture will revive It'll be the best day of my life Wake up the Aryan gods Wake up and show your guys The jewish clouds will disperse from Aryan sky Our culture will revive Great Nation will survive And zionism at last will die There is a lot of people Who won't submissively exist They'll get together to resist Rebellion will break out Z.O.G. will be overthrown And we shall dance on their bones The winter isn't endless And warm spring days will come again Young trees will grow under rain The flowers will blossom And birds forever will return New world of freedom will be born