EXODUS
Anno: 1992
Gruppo: RAHOWA
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Standing there, skin-tone black,
Red suede shoes, head thrown back,
Golden chains, around your neck,
Paid in full, by the government check!
Nigger, you better start your running,
Nigger, your time is coming,
You're nothing but a fucking welfare case,
But you're threatening the future,
Welfare of my Race!
Standing there, lies fill your head,
So convinced that red ain't dead,
You protest march against what's right,
To defend the cause of an alien plight!
Race traitor, you better start your running,
Left-wing bastard, your time is coming,
You've got the truth staring you in the face,
But you're threatening the future,
Welfare of my Race!
Your Exodus is close at hand,
This you better understand,
The White Race knows the score,
We're gonna send you from our shores,
Klassen gave us what we need -
A powerful religious Creed,
And only through Creativity,
Will the White Race find salvation!
Standing there, on top of the world,
Your six-point plan is now unfurled,
Exploiting the world
through the power of gold,
The White man's mind is in your hold!
Jew boy, you better start your running,
Hook-nosed bastard, your time is coming,
After the Exodus your kind
shall have no place,
But you're threatening the future,
Welfare of my Race!
Red suede shoes, head thrown back,
Golden chains, around your neck,
Paid in full, by the government check!
Nigger, you better start your running,
Nigger, your time is coming,
You're nothing but a fucking welfare case,
But you're threatening the future,
Welfare of my Race!
Standing there, lies fill your head,
So convinced that red ain't dead,
You protest march against what's right,
To defend the cause of an alien plight!
Race traitor, you better start your running,
Left-wing bastard, your time is coming,
You've got the truth staring you in the face,
But you're threatening the future,
Welfare of my Race!
Your Exodus is close at hand,
This you better understand,
The White Race knows the score,
We're gonna send you from our shores,
Klassen gave us what we need -
A powerful religious Creed,
And only through Creativity,
Will the White Race find salvation!
Standing there, on top of the world,
Your six-point plan is now unfurled,
Exploiting the world
through the power of gold,
The White man's mind is in your hold!
Jew boy, you better start your running,
Hook-nosed bastard, your time is coming,
After the Exodus your kind
shall have no place,
But you're threatening the future,
Welfare of my Race!