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Battle Song
by George Lincoln Rockwell

We march and fight, to death or on to victory
Our might is right, no traitor shall prevail

Our hearts are steeled against the fiery gates of hell
No shot or shell, can still our mighty song.
(Repeat)

Our sword is truth, our shield is faith and honor
In age or youth, our hearts and minds we pledge

Though we may die, to save our people and our land
This cause will stand, our millions marching on.
(Repeat)

We close our ranks, in loyalty and courage
To God our thanks, for comrades tried and true

Let traitors quail, and fear the wrath of honest men
Who rise again, to smash the devil's throng.
(Repeat)

We march and fight, to death or on to victory
Our might is right, no traitor shall prevail

Our hearts are steeled against the fiery gates of hell
No shot or shell, can still our mighty song.
(Repeat)

Sung to the tune of the Horst Wessel Leid (Click here).

Heil Hitler!