In the darkness of this world,
I still see a sign of hope.
The enlightenment of the Earth,
That will aid us climb the slope.
It is shining above us all,
Showing men the sign of light.
It will make the beast to fall,
Before our ancient might.
I see it clearly and I praise it,
The most divine, the Black Sun.
The light which will blind the beast,
And will destroy its marxist pawn.
Beneath its colors the Order marches,
Guided by it’s light eternal.
Knights of the Death’s Head in trenches,
Fighting the hydra, infernal.
Father Wotan is with us,
As valkyries from heaven come.
We receive the ancient bless,
Hearing war’s last drum.