Der schwarze Orden

In 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 Horizont! And the star that lights the night Is the eye of the one with horns Horizon engulfed in red clouds A thundering roar as the star of david is crushed The slow death of degeneration A new order of wisdom is at hand