Our way is long, rough and painful The prime mover is our love for our blood For our land and our civilization Our hatred is abyssic, endlessly furious For what harmed and continues to harm the three Sons of our existence
We are prepared to be ruthless Towards every center of pollution All that is sick needs to be vanished The new society seeks for the blast furnace
The blast furnace is us!!!
Blast furnace Scalding storm Blast furnace The new policy
We obey to a higher rhythm Having a mighty pact with blood Listening to the soul of the blood in our soul We dream the most tough and great dreams
Ancestor worship is superior to any religion It provides the essential emotion of soul and mind Through the existences of the past for action and creation
