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!