What has happened to Mother Europe, there's misery all around
Evil crept in and it's on the attack to tear her to the ground
Our blood and soil's polluted and our skies are turning black
The time has come to make a stand, yeah it's time now we fight back
Freedom for the European people is what we're fighting for
I look up to the heavens above me and I pray to the Gods of war
We've got to stick together now for the future of our kin
The time has come to face our foes, let the final battle begin
Mother Europe our honour's true!
We will protect you, we would die for you!
Mother Europe we will save you from decay!
We will always stand by your side,
we'll stand our grounds yeah we won't hide!
Mother Europe you'll be free again one day!
Our hearts once filled with passion, are now in grief and pain
but deep inside these tortured hearts our honour still remains
Our people must awake now - a revolution's what we need
or Europe's going down the drain destroyed by Alien greed
Listen to what I've got to say, listen to what it's all about,
the leftwing lies are destroying our lands, politicians all sold out
It's time to make a stand as one for Mother Europe we all hail,
to clean the mess the reds have made since communism failed
Estas aburrido no sabes que hacer?
t propongo una cosa, sentara bien
dentro de 10 minutos te paso a buscar
sabes donde iremos?
iremos a un bar!
a beber (x4)
estoy convencido no hay nada mejor
que un monton de cerveza para sentirte bien
veras como deprisa surte efecto el alcohol
y tu cuerpo siente una nueva sensacion
al beber (x4)
nos iremos a un bar (nos iremos a un bar)
a emborrachar (a emborrachar)
y beberemos hasta reventar (x2)
estamos borrachos lo empiezo a notar
nuestro instinto agresivo comienza a aflorar
buscaremos pelea por toda la ciudad
y cuando estemos cansados volveremos al bar
a beber (x4)
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nos iremos a un bar (nos iremos a un bar)
a emborrachar ( a emborrachar)
y beberemos hasta reventar (x2)
On the tides of war they pulled their oars, to
Plunder town and city
The Norsemen in their serpent ships, with sword and spear awaiting
The conquerors of land and sea, fought for the glory and the faith
And when they fell in battle they were welcomed to the hall of the slain
(chorus)
The hammer and the raven, the glory and the gold
The hammer and the raven, the legend lives on
They flew with speed on Odin's steed to fight
For ever more
And the gods of war prepare their force for the final battle's course
The raven's mind and memory and the hammer blood and victory
Symbols in the warriors minds on the battlefield attack
(chorus)
The Thunderer ruled overhead the universal God
With the hammer and the lightning crack the heavens were secure
The conquerors' the choosers of the sacred state of blood
And the air would flow and the sun sagged low and the savagery was done
(chorus)
Odin sacrificed an eye for wisdom and endless
Sight
He discovered magic runes when he hung nine days and nights
On the battlefield his honor was appealed with sacrifice
And his wisdom lived in the Viking's heart and his spirit never dies
(chorus) x3
Some things in life are a pain in the ass that keeps on coming back
Like dogshit sticking on your boots, or hammeroids in your crack
The antifascist action is one of those things that just won't go away
You can squash 'em like an insect, but they'll be back the next day
They are the fools that I truly resent
They are the cunts that I despise
Everyone with a different opinion is a nazi in their eyes
So tell me who's the true fascist now
Who are the ones with the narrow minds?
Who are the ones intolerant, yeah who's hate's truly blind?
Smash the scum of the afa good night left side!
Afa bastards make 'em pay good night left side!
Oohoo - let's show the scum who's right!
Oohoo - good night left side!
The lack on personal hygiene is a statement they hold clear
The stench of rotten fish heads is their only weapon we fear
Because their just a bunch of cowards too scared too show their face
Spotty twats they make me laugh, oh what a disgrace
They've got nothing to live for yeah they have got no pride
That scum has got no dignity they're wrong and we are right
They're out to destroy us but the fools won't stand a chance
Here's one for the afa come on out and dance
Don't tell me we're all the same
It's a fucking lie
I'm working class white and proud
Until the day I die
Pay my tax break my back
Every fucking day
Can't get on can't get by
Our kind have no say
Oi! Oi! Oi! No communism
Oi! Oi! Oi! No socialism
Oi! Oi! Oi! No dirty reds
You know us... 28 skinheads!
Commie scum know it all
Tell you what to do
Stupid cunts is what they are
Not like me and you
Middle class know it all
Make me fucking sick
Never lived in the real world
Just rich and fucking thick
Devemos lembrar dos nossos heróis antepassados,
Pois eles merecem o reconhecimento popular
São bravos guerreiros de árduas lutas, vitórias e glórias
Homens que nunca se cansaram de lutar
Pela nação, pela nação,
Pela nação... ouo, oh!!
Muitos tombaram nos campos de guerra
Sangue de herói estampado na terra
Conquistada pelo amor vibrante
Dos gigantes bandeirantes
Força humana que estraçalha
Em guararapes grande batalha
Confirmando bravamente
A quem de fato essa terra pertence
Pela nação, pela nação,
Pela nação... ouo, oh!!
¡Madrid!
Hierro y hormigón
alrededor de ti,
esto es Madrid.
Contaminación,
incomunicación,
esto es Madrid.
Bullicio constante en un inmenso mar de alquitrán,
un ritmo agobiante que machaca al personal.
Bullicio constante en un inmenso mar de alquitrán,
un ritmo agobiante que machaca al personal.
Y a pesar de todo no me quiero ir de aquí.
Y a pesar de todo quiero seguir aquí en Madrid.
Y a pesar de todo no me iré nunca de aquí.
Y a pesar de todo quiero morir aquí en Madrid.
Paisajes extensos
de agresividad,
esto es Madrid.
Villa y corte
de acero y de cristal,
esto es Madrid.
Bullicio constante en un inmenso mar de alquitrán,
un ritmo agobiante que machaca al personal.
Bullicio constante en un inmenso mar de alquitrán,
un ritmo agobiante que machaca al personal.
Y a pesar de todo no me quiero ir de aquí.
Y a pesar de todo quiero seguir aquí en Madrid.
Y a pesar de todo no me iré nunca de aquí.
Y a pesar de todo quiero morir aquí en Madrid.
This is a song for the chosen few
They're out to destroy me and you
They tell us that they're skinheads
But they're just dirty commie reds
They talk about the days of 69
Do they give a thought to the present time
Siding with the enemies of our race
Dirty red filth what a disgrace
Skinheads are racially proud
Skinheads and we sing it loud
Skinheads we smash the reds
Skinheads…..skinheads
Don't love their race wont take a stand
True race traitors of this land
Wont fly the flag they're commie scum
And judgement day is gonna come
We hear the threats we're gonna die
But standing proud our flag still flies
Coz the patriotic voice is strong
White pride skinheads we live on.
Skinheads are racially proud
Skinheads and we sing it loud
Skinheads we smash the reds
Skinheads…..skinheads
Call us boneheads, call us punks
Call us nazis, call us drunks
We are white you are red
You are poseurs, we're skinheads
Call us boneheads, call us punks
Call us nazis, call us drunks
We are white you are red
You are poseurs, we're skinheads
Skinheads are racially proud
Skinheads and we sing it loud
Skinheads we smash the reds
Skinheads…..skinheads
We hear the threats we're gonna die
But standing proud our flag still flies
Coz the patriotic voice is strong
White pride skinheads we live on
Don't love their race wont take a stand
True race traitors of this land
Siding with the enemies of our race
Dirty red filth what a disgrace
Skinheads are racially proud
Skinheads and we sing it loud
Skinheads we smash the reds
Skinheads…..skinheads
Skinhead!
Skinhead!
Skinhead!
Otros tiempos, otra realidad
Botas y tirantes, ostias en el bar
Nuestra fuerza era la unidad
Nuestras banderas dominaban la ciudad
Aquellos tiempos ya no volverán
Aquellos tiempos ya quedaron para siempre atrás
Aquellos gritos de unidad
La calle es nuestra
Y esas banderas dónde están
La calle es nuestra
Aquellos gritos de unidad
La calle es nuestra
Y esas banderas dónde están
La calle es nuestra
Aquellos gritos de unidad
La calle es nuestra
Y esas banderas dónde están
La calle es nuestra
Aquellos gritos de unidad
La calle es nuestra
Y esas banderas dónde están
La calle es nuestra
Otros tiempos, otra realidad
Camaradería, orgullo y lealtad
Viejas canciones suenan en un bar
Antiguos camaradas que no se rendirán jamás
Aquellos tiempos ya no volverán
Otros mejor nos esperan
Vamos a luchar
De nuevo gritos de unidad
La calle es nuestra
Viejas banderas volverán
La calle es nuestra
De nuevo gritos de unidad
La calle es nuestra
Viejas banderas volverán
La calle es nuestra
La calle es nuestra
La calle es nuestra