Текст песни Дмитрий Беранже - ПИСЬМО МЕРТВОЙ РАСЕ

Lyrics

The letter read many years
It came into my sick dreams
It says no more Aryans
And those that are doomed to death

Chorus:
Our world is falling down stubbornly
The ashes of the heroes in the wind scattered
But lives in me William Pierce
And a great wrestler David Lane

It is said that White Mothers
The remaining two per cent of the earth
They live in captivity empty ideas
Forgetting their ancestral home - Tula

Chorus:
Our world is falling down stubbornly
The ashes of the heroes in the wind scattered
But lives in me William Pierce
And a great wrestler David Lane

Berserk wake up and remember Gods
Take up your sword, do not need stupid words
Die easily in arms
But before you destroy enemies

Chorus:
Our world is falling down stubbornly
The ashes of the heroes in the wind scattered
But lives in me William Pierce
And a great wrestler David Lane