Wherever you live in this Europe of ours
We must be sure to delete the sionist powers
Let’s end this pint of beer and that larger one with booze
Then we hit the streets like a mad scandinaryan moose
Man I’ve known you since the year we both turned four
Together we beat the red scum ’till they ain’t no more
You’re a skinhead fighter,true to the core for nation and race
I’m always here at your side, keeping the stride & returning with grace
Mate listen, there are some things that I want you to know :
Whatever fuckin’ happens I will still go on
Even if we did this for a great long while
It might come that day when I no longer will see your smile
Or hear you shout : Sieg Heil
Wherever you lived in this Europe of ours
We were sure to defeat the sionist cowards
Wherever you perish in this Europe of ours
You defended our soil against the sionist marauders