Where the Black Forest sways and Rome still stands, to Norway's fjords and Britian's sands. The memory of my fathers awakes in my heart, from the path of freedom my soul wont part.
From Portland to London! From Berlin to Dublin! Our Aryan banner, will fly again! We'll never surrender, Cause we will win!
Odin or Yahweh what's in a name, we are all kinsmen our blood's the same. Mother Europe's youth we must make a stand, with the pride of our people and strength of our hand.
From Portland to London! From Berlin to Dublin! Our Aryan banner, will fly again! We'll never surrender, Cause we will win!
To the spirit of Europe we now return, a new pure nation our enemies burn. For bothers we have buried and brothers in jail, you've not been forgotten Your spirit we hail.
From Portland to London! From Berlin to Dublin! Our Aryan banner, will fly again! We'll never surrender, Cause we will win!
From Portland to London! From Berlin to Dublin! Our Aryan banner, will fly again! We'll never surrender, Cause we will win!
From Portland to London! From Berlin to Dublin! Our Aryan banner, will fly again! We'll never surrender, Cause we will win!
Odin or Yahweh what's in a name, we are all kinsmen our blood's the same. Mother Europe's youth we must make a stand, with the pride of our people and strength of our hand.
From Portland to London! From Berlin to Dublin! Our Aryan banner, will fly again! We'll never surrender, Cause we will win!
To the spirit of Europe we now return, a new pure nation our enemies burn. For bothers we have buried and brothers in jail, you've not been forgotten Your spirit we hail.
From Portland to London! From Berlin to Dublin! Our Aryan banner, will fly again! We'll never surrender, Cause we will win!
From Portland to London! From Berlin to Dublin! Our Aryan banner, will fly again! We'll never surrender, Cause we will win!