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Red Suburbs
Let the Masks Fall
Cul De Sac
Where-where-where!
The whiteness of your race
And the purity of your blood
You want to leave your mark,
But without stepping out of line...
By fighting for honor,
The flag, the homeland
By focusing on the fear
You dream of tyranny
Where-where-where! (2x)
Warrior of the new order,
Street fighter
You want to play the hero
Of a dead end crusade
The empire that you defend
Start its decline
And your unconscious actions
Will bring it to its end
We must learn a lesson
From chasms of history
The strength of the nation
Is always illusory
Reign of the swastika,
Lined with the Celtic cross
Interest of the state?
No! It's all just aesthetic
You looked for violence
And then you found it
It's your own weakness
Who it will have been completed
In any case there will be
Always stronger than you
Because youth is free,
And believe me it will remain so...< br/>Under our black banner
We will remain united
By denying the fascists
And the neo-Nazis
We will fight too
Maybe on occasion
If that's what can lead
To your perdition...
Whi-wah-wh! (4x)