Rising from the night of time
 rising from damnation
 growing furtive to old size
 a thousand years old nation
 Finding victims for their "Reich"
 the lands' got a lot of strangers
 they call back the crystal night
 to burn the war creation

 In a land where neighbours are strangers
 and misleaded feel caled for avengers
 in a land with bloodcovered history

 Then the last man of their kind
 finished life in prison
 he's a martyr for their aims
 started killing seasons
 Now they march the insane hords
 call the "Neo-Nation"
 again the right hands risen high
 a skinny revelation

 In a land where neighbours are strangers
 and misleaded feel caled for avengers
 in a land with bloodcovered history

 Back to the dark
 Rising their hands higher
 Back into the past
 from the night of time

 Banned graphitti on the walls
 words of hate and murder
 waiting for their masters call
 back in line and order
 In a land where neighbours are strangers

 Back to the dark
 Rising their hands higher
 Back into the past
 from the night of time
 Back to the dark
 Rising their hands higher
 Back into the past
 from the night of time