Album: The Spirit of 1939 ...
NIGGERS OUT
Well I guess our race is dying,
In a hell of unclean blood,
Well I say we have to save it,
until the final war.
The trash comes from the jungle,
It's an ugly greedy mass,
parasites from the unknown world,
Just come to take our land.
Ref.: We lived in peace,
For thousands of years,
So we don't need apes - no riots and rapes!
Nigger! Hey niggers out!
We don't have to watch their stealing,
Our faith cannot be killed,
We fight to the last drip of blood,
Our destiny is fulfilled.
Together we will face them,
We hit like an arctic storm,
We chase them like cattle,
White Finland shall reborn.