If America sealed the White man's doom
When she sentenced our race to death,
Let us sing a song of vengeance
To our last and final breath.

Let the last White child to see the sun
From this celestial sphere
Know the final acts of his father
Were defiance - a sword and a spear.

Raise the last battalion
Of the murdered Aryan race,
Battle blood the last true White men
On this whirling planet's face.

From the Fatherland of Germany
And from Russia's frozen plains,
From England and America
And the country of the Danes.

Let the last generation of Aryan kind
Leave a scorched and barren earth behind.
Let the last true sons of Wotan and Thor
Define the word "vengeance" for evermore.

Let even the stars in the vaults of Asgard
Gaze in wonder at the desolation,
Tremble in awe at the relentless fury
The death throes of the Aryan nation.

Let the usurious self-chosen people
And the race-mixing Christian dogs
Join the queer loving Federal perverts
Roaming in desolate, death-filled bogs.

They were blood-sucking leeches in Midgard,
Let them find to their dismay,
When parasites consume each other
Death is the price they pay.

Victory or Valhalla!