n the forest of broken crosses 
The aryan wind has blown 
The blazing torch of death's majesty 
Reflected on the skull 

Torching winds of war 
The semite creation in ashes 
The remains blown away to the past 
Of the new Hyperborean order 

Der Schwarze Orden 
Das Zeichen der Sonne am Horizon! 

And the star that lights the night 
Is the eye of the one with horns 

Horizon engulfed in red clouds 
thundering roar as the star of david is [bad word] 
The slow death of degeneration 
new order of wisdom is at hand