When the man who plows the fields is driven from
his lands. When the carpenter must give away what
he's built with his own hands. When a mother's
only children belong to her no more. And black
masked men with guns come bashing down the doors.
Where freedom exists for only those with darker
skin. Where lies and propaganda will never let you
win. Where symbols of your heritage are held with
such contempt, and benefits of country 'cept tax
are you exempt . Aryan man awake, How much more
will you take, Turn that fear to hate, Aryan man
awake. Can you see how they lie to warp your
daughter's minds? Can you let your sons be trodden
down or held behind? Can you apologize for things
you did not do, and leave this battle that we
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for you to waken to the truth? What will it take
for you to remember your own youth? What will you
give up to help this worthy Cause, and strike with
force and fury, without a single pause? What will
it take for you to remember your own folk? What
will it take for you to break that heavy yoke? Why
do you still cast your eyes downward to the
ground? Worry lest what you say have prejudicial
sound. Who will stand beside us when the war
begins? Who will run and hide their heads and wait
to see who wins? Who will face the end and watch a
Valkyrie ride forth To join the gods and fallen
stormtroopers of the North?