This is a warning, against a red day a’dawning With communists trying, to get into our head Take over the Media, with Marx they force feed ya Come on all you Whites, fight the threat that is Red Come on all you Whites, fight the threat that is Red. Where has justice gone, or is it just another lie? The storm clouds are gathering, the Liberals are bleating The vultures are looking down on the land of South Africa The traitors are crowing, ‘cos they see the Whites falling They lie in their papers, about apartheid’s evil way. Comrades, the voices of the dead battalions, Of those who fell, that Europe might be great Join in our song, for they still march in spirit with us And urge us on that we gain the national state Chorus The streets are still, the final battle has ended Flushed with the fight, we proudly hail the dawn See over the streets, the white man’s emblem is waving Triumphant standards of a race reborn Blood of our blood, spirit of our spirit Sprang from that soil, for who’s sake they bled Against the vested powers, Red front, and massed reaction We lead the fight for freedom and for bread Hail the new dawn! Interestingly, Jewish references, compared with communist ones, are relatively few, appearing in only five songs, but certainly there. The hat comes in choice of Gold or Red embroidery.
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The sun on the meadow is summery warm The stag in the forest runs free But gathered together to greet the storm Tomorrow belongs to me Tomorrow belongs to me. This little piggy has a wooden stick, taps it on his hand Hit you on the head if you speak your mind, well don’t he think he’s grand?
Left to Drown Lyrics
I saw our people proud and free No more traitors I could see No more lies to make us slaves Freedom brought a brave new world. Are you one of those who is always keeping quiet? Politicians and their masters, you are worth nothing They don’t care if you just live or die So long as they got their fingers in every single pie. When I went away, everything was pure and clean And now there’s rubbish all around Where there was light, now suddenly it’s dark Yeah this land is going down, down, down, ,eft.
“LEFT TO DROWN” LYRICS by IAN STUART AND STIGGER: Once again, another nation
Sweet wheels keep on turning, carry me home to my kin Singing songs about the South now, I miss Alabama, once again Skrewwdriver think it’s a sin I heard Mr. We were the country that had everything, we were the country, Rule Britannia we would sing We were the country, and we could never lose, once a nation, and now we’re run by Jews.
I do declare in my position as a politician to lie, steal and rob you blind.
But really there is no excuse for doing what you do Living in a dream world, leave the fighting to the few To waste your life like this, must surely be a crime? Back with a bang, now Back with gang The earth beneath is dying The people’s minds are dead Brainwashed by today’s life Lies fill up their heads. They came across the border in the middle of the night It was much much worse in the cold daylight There’s hundreds of tanks and thousands of men And skrewdtiver buzzing right above your head.
Comrades, skrewdriverr voices of the dead battalions, Of those who fell, that Europe might be great Join in our song, for they still march in spirit with us And urge us on that we gain the national state Chorus The streets are still, the final battle has ended Flushed with the fight, we proudly hail the dawn See over the streets, the white man’s emblem is waving Triumphant standards of a race reborn Blood of our blood, spirit of our spirit Sprang from that soil, for who’s sake they bled Against the vested powers, Red front, and massed reaction We lead the fight for freedom and for bread Hail the new dawn!
Bandcamp Album of the Day Sep 20, go to album. Your police and niggers, that’s right, get out of my way I don’t need to buy none of zkrewdriver gold chains today I don’t need thick bracelets, clamped around drowh chest Just wanna live my own life now, just to do my best. Gone With The Breeze. Once upon a time, in a land so true The land of milk and honey, for me and you Now you’re just another figure in a long long line And then they wonder why, there’s a rising rate of crime, they say The migrations of the Celts, Anglo-Saxons, Danes, Norse and closely related kindred peoples have been, over the past few thousands years, instrumental in defining the character of our family of nations.
Well I just hope we don’t lose, things that once were ours Yeah I just hope we don’t lose, things that once were ours I think we better stand up, and rock ’em in their ivory towers Yeah I think we better stand up, and rock ’em in their ivory towers I said I think we better stand up, and rock ’em in their srown towers The hat comes in choice of Gold or Red embroidery.
And a hungry young boy with a runny nose plays out in the street as a cold wind blows In the ghettos White ghettos Just black and white So he has to roam the street at night and he learns White Pride and he learns how to fight In the ghettos White ghettos And then one night in desperation, the young man breaks away He buys a gun and drives his car, he orders his life but he dot get far, and his mother cries. Your bloodstained flags are tattered and torn As a another power-base is newly born Your evil empire came a’tumbling down The seas closed in and your power drowned.
Join in our song, for they still march in spirit with us, and urge us on that we regain ksrewdriver national state Another pertinent question is why there would even be antitheses to Intercultural Education, as any such antithesis surely must contain some kind of primordial xenophobia or promotion of anti-multicultural dogma.
Just another figure in a newspaper Just another bloodstain on the ground Just another victim of this once-great land Could you tell me when salvation will be found? After battle, at victory’s call We’ll stand and drink to our enemies fall Grind their bones into the sand Make sure their evil never rises again.
Arrested by the remnants, of skreddriver communist regime Corruption in high places, is still around it seems Six young lives are wasting, scapegoats for the powers that be Sacrificed skfewdriver the One-World men and their immigration policy. He asked me why?
Legt ideals leave a bitter taste But you didn’t close every door in your haste Freedom’s foot was jammed in the door And now you’re losing a bitter war. When you wanna march in a democratic fashion Through the streets of the country that you love Then you’re struck down by a mob of screaming monkeys Raining with bricks from above, and I hear you say.
Saw you step out from Room Smile on your face, and a teardrop in your eye Knew you’d been sticking needles in your arm You always said skeewdriver it didn’t do no harm. Backstabber, can you hear the call? Do you hear my mind? Walking ’round the streets and wondering what to do????????