Every tear is frozen Our soul is linked Our hate is bloody All happiness is gone away All laughter is gone away All life shall end in death In a cold and deserted landscape Shall the black horde step from Our Lord shall rise Up for all time, rise his kingdom again Our struggle shall be rewarded Our names shall be written Our minds shall pull the bough All morality shall be cast away You want, but you die of shame Now is the time come Yes, break the word of the good Let us for all time become rulers on this earth