Tears of Autumn

Tears of autumn shine on the armor bend
Roaring engines dampen sounds of falling rain
We walk in the night through the foreign land
Leaving death behind, bodily remains

By the Law of Force, over rival’s bones
Reigning over one’s sacred Lebensraum
With the bluest eyes of sapphire glow
The Stormtrooper, Viking’s fellow knight

Time has come for you, Fuhrer’s combatant
Tempered steel inflames in your mighty hand
Fire flurry ‘s heading towards ignoble east
Theodor Eike’s tanks like an iron fist!

Blood and soil under wheels of Totenkopf
Pressing rivals’ short skulls into filthy mire
Preachers of Kabbalah, offspring thereof
Labour in Death Camps, burn in furnace fire

Grinning Deadman on the ribs of tanks
Glowing on the lapels thunder- silver runes
In the battle fury, in the flames of hearts
Victory approaching, triumph will come soon

Sacred ‘s our Madness, holy ‘s our war
Cold is bayonet piercing through the core
Death is brilliant from the Wotan’s spear
Asgard welcomes those who fought without fear

Reich has not outlived godly Ragnarok
Unforgotten shall bloody day remain
You are in our hearts, Fuhrer and his Volk
Glory does not die, only mortal men