We bring death to the tundra
We force the resistance on their knees
We feel no [bad word] When we burn down their villages and murder their breed

We are the filth of the Third Reich
fury of despised unleashed
For us no honour or monument
Just a headless corpse in a nameless grave
With bloodlust in our eyes
We murdered hundreds of wounded enemies
We slashed them with long knives and threw the bloodied limbs into the pits of fire
We bring death [bad word] We butcher Iwan on his knees
We feel no [bad word] When we burn down their villages and root out their seeds

We have sworn the oath to destroy the enemies of Wotan
We were told they are also the enemies of God
Für uns kein Blut und Ehre
But a nameless corpse in the grave of the deceased

Hunted down by the army of the Red Star
We [bad word] for our lives in this marathon of death
And for the remembrance of your loved-ones
pyramid of human bones we erect
Beware the filth and the fury
trail of bloodshed we hauled
We rape your women and murder your children
Until the resistance is butchered and their national spirit broken

Wotan, give us strength
Give us hearts of stone when [bad word] murder
We spit in the eye of the eagle
We point our hate to the cursed swastika
Für uns kein Blut und Ehre
But a nameless corpse in the graves of the deceased
We are the filth of the Third Reich
fury of despised unleashed
Für uns kein Blut und Ehre.