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Podivočený Anděl : To už je lepší "židi,vy nejste lidi"

Horkýže Slíže - Strašne ma baví tento svet

Nemala žiadnu chybu, až na tú chorobu.

Dostala ju, keď išla cez Addis Abebu.

Do sveta chodí spoznávať ľudí.

Po sexe na guráž spravila reportáž.

A ako každý večer, keď sa ukladala spať do postele,

si zaspomínala:"Ha, už sú za nami tie krásne chvíle,

keď sme si spievali ten starý známy song…"

Ref.:

Strašne ma baví tento svet, strašne ma baví tento svet,

strašne ma baví tento svet, zožeriem ho hneď,

hneď, hneď ho zožeriem, ham.

Taká mladá, taká krásna, navyše aj bohatá,

čo z toho, keď onedlho vytratí sa zo sveta.

Našli u nej dáke čudo, že vraj vírus HIV.

Zostáva jej čakať na smrť pri vodke a pri pive.

Každému je to jasné, kde toto všetko viazne,

že túto chorobu si vezme do hrobu.

Do sveta chodí spoznávať ľudí.

Po sexe na guráž spravila reportáž.

Buldok - The stranger

text: Rudyard Kipling

The stranger within my gate

He may be true or kind

But he does no talk my talk-

I cannot feel his mind.

I see the face and the eyes and the mouth

But not the soul behind

The men of my own stock,

They may do ill or well,

But they tell the lies I tell,

We do not need interpreters

When we go to buy or sell

CHORUS

The stranger within my gate,

He may be evil or good,

But I cannot tell what powers control,

What reasons sway his mood,

Nor when the gods of his far-off land

May repossess his blood.

VERSE

The men of my own stock,

Bitter bad they may be,

But, at least, they hear the thing I hear

And see the thing I see;

Whatever I thing of them and their likes,

They thinks the likes of me

This was my father's belief

And this is also mine:

Let the corn be all of one sheaf

And the grapes be all of one vine,

Ere our children's teeth are set on edge

By bitter bread and wine

CHORUS

The stranger within my gate,

He may be evil or good,

But I cannot tell what powers control,

What reasons sway his mood,

Nor when the gods of his far-off land

May repossess his blood.

THE STRANGERS WITHIN MY GATE...

Buldok - Ode to Bob Mathews

text: David Lane

ODE TO BOB MATHEWS

VERSE

It was on the eight day of December

In nineteen eighty-four.

A full moon witnessed to the deed

On the nation's western shore.

Bob Mathews made his final stand,

He vowed he'd run no more.

He loaded his gun and spit in the eye

Of the jews and their federal whore.

The blood of Leonidas,

And Custer and Stonewall, too,

Ran in the veins of this White man,

To their memory he was true.

Two weeks before in Portland town,

They'd tried to lay a snare,

Thirty-five of the federal dogs,

Bob Mathews whipped em there.

CHORUS

So, they rounded up an army

Of maggots and faggots and reds,

Race traitors and cowards and jackals,

And other kinds of feds.

The jews had given the orders.

Race traitors would obey.

By the hundreds they came to murder

The greatest White man of his day.

VERSE

They brought helicopter gunships,

And their army did they deploy.

They thought they'd break the spirit,

Of this fearless rebel boy.

But even as they poured their fire

Throught barricaded doors,

His bullets whistled by the heads

Of treasonous federal whores.

The gunships felt his bullets first

And quickly flew away.

For thirty-six hours, a day and a half,

He held the dogs at bay.

With tear gas next they filled the house,

Twice broke inside the doors.

But rapid fire soon drove out

The devil's federal whores.

CHORUS

They knew they'd met their match,

So they set the house on fire.

And soon the flames touched the sky,

A Viking funeral pyre.

White brother how I miss you.

Who can take your place,

As the leader of the army

That fights to save our race?

As you march through fair Valhalla,

Asgard's mighty hall,

Number one among the Vikings,

I can hear you call:

"Arise you Aryan Warriors,

I've shown you how to fight!

You owe it to my children,

To battle for the right."

TO BATTLE FOR THE RIGHT!

Blue Eyed Devils - Murder Squad

As we march down to town

Death to ones from the underground

All I hear is victory’s call

My nation’s honor rising above all

I regret nothing that I’ve done

I’ve seen so many through the sights of my gun

But to kill for the Reich is my job

A soldier in my nation’s murder squad

Ref.: My orders are simple, plain and clear

Murder on command and have no fear

In my heart I know what’s right

To do what I must for my nation’s fight

Traitors are hung others shot dead

Kill the jew and cut off his head

Destroy the enemy and his lies

Send the filth to an early demise

It’s the same routine day to day

Murder anyone who gets in our way

A cleansing wind throughout this land

The final solution the final stand

Ref.:

Blut und Ehre, daran glaube ich

(Blood and honor is what I belive)

Einsatzgruppen, Tod für dich

(Einsatzgruppen, death to you)

Zu meinen Führer habe ich gegeben

(To my Führer I have given)

Gegeben mein ganzes Leben - Sieg Heil!!! (x 3)

(Given my entire life)

Cranberries - Dreams

Oh my life is changing everyday

in every possible way

And oh my dreams

it´s never quite as it seems

Never quite as it seems

I know I felt like this before

But now I´m feeling it even more

Because it came from you

Then I open up and see

The person falling here is me

A different way to be

I want more, impossible to ignore

Impossible to ignore

And they´ll come true

impossible not to do

Impossible not to do

And now I tell you openly

You have my heart so don´t hurt me

You’re what I couldn´t find

A totally amazing mind

So understanding and so kind

You´re everything to me

Oh my life is changing everyday

In every possible way

And oh my dreams

it´s never quite as it seems

´cause you´re a dream to me

Dream to me

Skrewdriver - Boots and braces

rying to figure out just what to do

Wonder what the future holds for you

Being in a cult is part of growing up today

Drifting 'round the streets you're living your life your own way, in your...

(chorus)

Boots and braces, shaven-headed hoards

Boots and braces, fighting 'cos you're bored

Boots and braces, you'll always get the blame

Boots and braces, we'll come in just the same

Wearing your Ben Sherman in the sun

Trying to figure out just who to run

Levi jeans, Doc Marten boots, and just hear the skinhead roar - Skinhead!

No one stands against us, 'cause we've beat 'em all before

Try and get you banned from everywhere

'Cos you wear your boots and you cut your hair

They would rather see you in a dirty old Afghan

If you were a Left-wing hippie, you won't face no ban

Bound for Glory - THE GOOD FIGHT

Listen to my story that I’m about

to tell

It doesn’t have much glory, it’s about a man who fell

About an Aryan brother who had many more things to see

Why couldn’t it have been another, I would have rather it had been me

He fought the good fight for his

nation

He fought the good fight to his creation

He fought the good fight for White salvation

He fought the good fight for his nation

He had many more things to see, I

would have rather it had been me

But now his spirit is forever free, still I’d rather it had been me

He walked out of his doorway,

without knowing he’d never return

To have a White night was his only concern

But little did he know that his time was running out

‘Cos on that final journey home he hear the enemy shout

He was killed for his racial pride

You try to tell me it was justified

And because you take the enemy’s side

You’re just gonna let it slide

Tell me what is wrong with this country we live in

After all the White blood that has been given

Justice is still a far cry away

With how much more blood do we have to pay?

An act of cowardice takes it place

on another warrior of our race

We lost our comrade on that fateful night

but deep in our hearts we’ll carry on his fight

Shots were fired, a cry was heard,

on that endless night

But although he was struck he fought with all of his might

And in that room, in that bed, where that warrior lay

The fire’s still burning in his eyes, as you can hear him say:

I fought the good fight for my

nation

For my people and my right to my creation

I sought the light of White salvation

I fought the good fight for my nation

He had many more things to see, I

would have rather it had been me

But now his spirit is forever free, still I’d rather it had been me

Willkommen in Tätervolk-City

Willkommen in Absurdistan

Willkommen in Multikultopia

Der Tod ist ein Meister aus Deutschland seit 3000 Jahren

Willkommen in Tätervolk-City

Willkommen in Absurdistan

Willkommen in Multikultopia

Wir rutschen auf Knien im Dauerbetroffenheitswahn

Ihr riesiges Mahnmal, nicht zu übersehen

So können sie jetzt täglich nach Canossa gehen

Sie kriechen wie Würmer, grüßen in Demut

Den zu Stein gewordenen Geßler-Hut

Tausende Stelen stehen sinnbildhaft

Für ein Volk in moralischer Sippenhaft

Vor jedwedem Feindeswink schweigen parieren

Und zahlen auf ewig, weil sie's akzeptieren

Seht wie sie sich genüsslich selber kasteien

Und wie Flagellanten nach der Knute schreien

Deshalb ist die Polit-Mode in diesem Land

Auch die Narrenkappe und das Büßergewand

Willkommen in Tätervolk-City

Willkommen in Absurdistan

Willkommen in Multikultopia

Der Tod ist ein Meister aus Deutschland seit 3000 Jahren

Willkommen in Tätervolk-City

Willkommen in Absurdistan

Willkommen in Multikultopia

Am Pranger der ewigen Schuld im Betroffenheitswahn.

Sie bespucken sich selber und preisen den Kult

Der Ersatzreligion von alleiniger Schuld

Die ganze Nation ist und bleibt angeklagt

Wenn's nach ihnen geht bis zum Sankt Nimmerleinstag

Und in ihrer hündischen Unterwürfigkeit

Sollen wir das Tätervolk sein für allezeit

Mit Sondergesetzen und eiserner Faust

Bestrafen sie dich wenn du nicht daran glaubst

Mit Sondergesetzen und eiserner Faust

Bestrafen sie dich wenn du sie durchschaust

Willkommen[...]

Sie haben uns ein Denkmal gebaut.

Willkommen[...]

Stahlgewitter - Tätervolk-City

No Remorse - Race Traitor

You support the minorities

You say they do no harm

But try telling that to the residents

Of Broadwater Farm

You say they’re down-trodden

And no one understands

But they’re infecting our people

And they’re destroying our land

Chorus:

You’re a Race Race Race Traitor

Your time will come sooner or later

You’re a Race Race Race Traitor

A Race Traitor

Mixing at college

Neglecting all morality

Inflicting self-guilt,

Ashamed of your own nationality

You’re going out with a nigger

He’s an ignorant thug

He treats you like dirt,

And fills you full of drugs

Now your pram pushing

You’ve got a black baby

You act like a tramp and not like a lady

You’re the lowest of the low

A total disgrace

Drug infested creature

You’re a traitor to your Race

SILVA NIGRA -Člověk člověku vlkem-

Kosmické síly rozpoutaly chaos

začátek světa vzniká s temnoty,

planeta země zrozena bohem

velkým třeskem zrozen řád.

Sám sobě vlkem.

Miliony let v propasti času

nevědomost,lež i pravda zaniká

nahrává síle nadlidské

s panenské ženy zrozen sám....ježíš!

Co je svaté,pro lidstvo hloupé

opustit moudrost,ideály předkú.

Nemáme právo cestou jít výš

k vrcholum poznání,jsoucna bytí.

V moderní době trend velí

myslet v sobě na chtíč prázdný

morálka řád jsou v kleštích

odpoutej duši od světa...falešného!

Svět stvorěn z vlastního já

nahlédni sám,skrze srdce své

smysly matou,vedou dál

k propasti...nevědění bolí.

For Jirka_ACS

Nordic Thunder - True Heroes

On December 8th he got the call

Our proudest warrior, he stood tall

He fought off ZOG, the best he could

For he was the Aryan Robin Hood

Stole from the jews to support our cause

Fighting off scum and breaking the laws

No remorse for the feds he shot

Death before dishonor, he refused to get caught

Chorus:

Hail, Hail Bob Mathews, Hail, Hail The Order

Hail, Hail Bob Mathews, for he fought the jew

Remember the comrades who fought and died

Never giving up their strength and pride

They stood proud and they stood bold

Now the legend can be told

The Valkyries came down from a bloody sky

To take his soul when he died

Now in Valhalla he is on his throne

With other fallen warriors, he is not alone

Chorus

Remember Bob Mathews, for our Race he died

Forever in our hearts and our minds

We will fight, we will stand bold

With the spirit of The Order never growing old

With their pride we will march on

To reach our Race’s victorious dawn

The courage and strength, the glory and pride

The spirit of our fallen fighting by our side

Já bych prosil, jestli bych mohl, zda-li někdo nemá text písně - Ein neuer Tag od OIdoxie a pak taky text Auftrag Deutsches Reich od Stahlgewitter (tuto písen si zpívám v koupelně - včetně chorálu - a bohužel, místo srozumitelného textu, je to jen paskvil, tak abych to zpíval dobře) Děkuji

Arresting Officers - STOP RED ACTION

I see the Reds are growing but they’re too weak

to show there face

They hide and spread their slogans and the red flag of their race

But if I ever see you with a spray can in your hand

You’re gonna feel the rage of a patriotic stand

(chorus)

Red action, Red action, the writings on the wall

Red action, Red action, you’re headed for a fall

The Marxists use the media to take away our

rights

Manipulate the public and you make your cause look right

Your terrorist ideals want to bring my country down

Remember Stalin’s purges and the evil he brought ’round

(chorus)

You tread on Old Glory, but you’ll never tread

on me

The only place you can exist is in democracy

And if you flew subversive flags in your Red homeland

You’d disappear into a cell and never be seen again

(chorus)

You’d give away my home to the homeless if you

could

You side with all the traitors and the enemies of good

But a skinhead lives to save his land from the communists at hand

We’re proud to wear the flag and the world should understand

(chorus) x2

Fuck you!

Bound for Glory - Commando

When there was a job to be done

The nation counted on number one

No mission impossible, he did it all

He would never let his Fatherland fall

He conquered the highest peaks

Scored victories in the face of defeat

He faced death on the Russian Steppes

The scar-faced giant was always put to the test

Another mission complete, commando

The slite of the elite, commando

He was a knight of the highest order

Waging mayhem behind enemy borders

Resistance to him was futile, he took enemies apart

The very mention of his name put fear in their hearts

Even after his nation’s defeat

He stayed true to his beliefs

He lived by his motto, his honor was true

Sturmbahnfuehrer Skorzeny I salute you

For the green of my land

For the blood and the soil

My oath I give to you commander

In your service I am loyal

For the mountains and valleys

For the Danube and the Rhine

I will do everything within my power

To defend the lines

No room for error, commando

Striking against enemy terror, commando

Another mission complete, commando

The elite of the elite, commando

This song is for Otto Skorzeny and others true heroes of the Waffen SS!

Brutal Attack - Always near (for IAN)

Now I stand alone I hear the wind in the trees

And as I listen I hear your voice on the breeze

Saying "don’t you fall along the path we chose"

Remember everyone who comes eventually must go

Chorus:

This loss I feel is oh so great

The death of my brother is so very hard to take

Remembering good times oh so crystal clear

And now I know your strength is always near

Now some say absence makes the heart grow fonder

But sometimes I just sit down here crying and wonder

Why life’s so unfair and the good die oh so young

And no-one can tell me why I wasn’t the one

Your memory will never be allowed to fade

We will continue the struggle on which your life was made

I don’t know all the answers but I will stand up true

In all my actions Ian I will think on you

Now please watch over me and guide my hand

So I do what is right while I fight for our land

Steer me safe along the path that’s destiny

To the ultimate goal and we are finally free

jako vod nedvědů...

člověk by skoro zamáčk slzu

karliner: To není až tak špatná reakce

super textik,hned som si to pustil

Squadron - BULLDOG BREED

Boots our tools, they shine like glass

Creases in our uniforms, razor sharp

Everyone knows just who we are

See the fear that we inspire

Urban warriors we stand above the rest

Boots & Braces our battledress

Hair cropped short, showing the scars

The Bulldog Breed the victory’s ours!

-

Skinhead warrior, they know you

The Bulldog Breed, fighting for the truth

Battle bred, now it’s time to fight

We’ll show the scum just who’s right

Take no prisoners, fighting to the death

Prove to them that we are the best

In the bloody streets our battleground

The Bulldog Breed the victory’s ours!

-

(Chorus)

Skinhead (Skinheads)

Skinhead (Skinheads)

The Bulldog Breed

-

We never wait for them to begin

Always at the front we’re the first ones in

Their blood on our banners, then we’re gone

We showed them that we’re number one

They all said Skinhead was dead

See the living proof when we smash the Reds

When the battle’s over we shout out loud

The Bulldog Breed the victory’s ours!

-

We look so proud as we march on

The Bulldog Breed brave and strong

Our victorious flags wave in the wind

We fight for truth, we fight to win

We’ve got justice on our side

See the fear in our enemy’s eyes

We’ll bring back freedom to our land

The Bulldog Breed the victory’s ours!

Brik: In live super

No Remorse- The Flame That Never Dies

In every British heart, there burns immortal flames,

A pride that never wavers, a valor yet untamed,

The enemies of Britain won’t cease to wonder why,

They can never beat -

THE FLAME THAT NEVER DIES

In the depths of English countryside,

There’s something in the air,

A pride filled sense of history, of battle un-compared,

A love of live, a rural charm besets the land’s blue skies, And none

can ever dampen - THE FLAME THAT NEVER DIES

On the sides of Scotland’s mountains, the feeling’s all around, The stirring skirt of pipers, none can beat the sound,

The heather on the lochside, the streams ne’er run dry,

They can try, but they can’t tame - THE FLAME THAT NEVER DIES

On the streets of Ulster, The flag is always seen,

A sign of distant victories, and more that yet shall be,

To stay as part of Britain, many heroes died,

No enemy could ever smash - THE FLAME THAT NEVER DIES

The Welshman in his country, a language of his own,

There’s strength in British union, ensuring safer homes, Diversity and culture, The British people’s pride, Together we will stand and fuel - THE FLAME THAT NEVER DIES

They can kill the British people, and try to drag us down, They can jail us on false charges, repression all around,

But as British men,we will not bend, our Union Jack’s we’ll fly, Again they’ve tried and failed to kill - THE FLAME THAT NEVER DIES

Může mit ady někdo dát text na OIdoxie - Ein neur tag?:O)

Dušín kšáá kšáá žádný combaťácký texty nebudou

jinak Always Near live super hlavně v rockové podobě

Kalendo: Já Ti dám Combaťácký texty, nevím, kdo mi minule říkal, že Eva a Vašek jsou jeho hitem číslo jedna?

Píčoviny

tak to nevím Míroslave jestli si mě nepleteš s jiným floutkem

Enhärjarna - Warriors

Warriors, warriors

Warriors of the North, the glorious

Our history is written in our blood

We raise our pints for you

The gods of war, gods of war

We need your blessing gods of war

We're waiting for your glorious signs

We raise our pints for you

Raging thunder, lightning strikes

The earth will quake by fear

Undying glory raising hell

We can feel that you are near

Pride and glory, viking story

You make us strong, that's for sure

Hail our mighty nordic glory

We call upon thee mighty Thor

Countrymen, countrymen

Listen to their sign they call again

A call to arms, to defend our land

They raise their pints for us

Now you fought, now you fought

You fought like a hero and died by the sword

To Valhalla your journey will be

We raise our pints for you

Tak zas něco radikálnějšího...

Bound for Glory - Judgment Day

When I was young I did not understand

The politics that rule this land

Liberty and Justice didn’t seem to exist to me

When my family fell victim to hate

The guilty were protected by the state

Slapped on the wrist, then let loose to run free

The love for my family and the love for my kin

To me it’s not a sin

I’m tired of the talk and the conservative walk

And the corrupt system we live in

Criminal agitators, liberal legislators

You’ll feel my rage from within

You’ll hear my cry, tell me no more lies

I’m ready for the war to begin

You insolent fools, I’ll break all your rules

From your faces I’ll wipe that grin

My thoughts they are strong, to my folk I belong

My family, racial brothers and kin

I’m ready to fight with a gun or a knife

And anything it takes to win

With an open hand salute, I’ll show you the truth

I’m ready for the war to begin!

400 men surrounding a cabin

In the land of the free tell me how can this happen? Murdering women

and children in the name of humanity Tell me who’s the true masters of

hate A separatist family or a police state?

Tell me who would you brand the public enemy?

They took your son, they took your wife

Without ever giving them a chance

They held you inside, yet your bullets still cried

You made the bastards dance

A battle hardened vet, to the foreign lands you were sent

To lay your ass on the line

Now a renegade man in your own homeland

The will to be separate your only crime…

This means war, you federal whore

I’ll make you wish you never lived

Your morals are weak, your standards, they reek

You always take but you never give

I’ll hunt you, I’ll stalk you, kill you one-by-one

The tide will turn the other way

Hunter becomes the hunted, sentence will be passed

When it comes - Judgment Day!