Far away seems the ambition of a new bliss
However depraved roots by militant compulsion

Passing by estates of the launched homeland
A look back, without belongings and faith
Open wounds, afflicted from severs cold and filth
Fester itself neat, like a booster detonation of death

These victims of the Eastern fronts collapse
100.000 dead and millions on the run
Overloaded paths and ad infinitum treks
The reds in the back, ready to overhaul the perdition

Passing by estated of launched homeland
A look back, without belongings and faith
Open wounds, afflicted from severs cold and filth
Fester itself neat, like a booster detonation of death

In weiter Ferne, geplagt von Hunger und blutigen Füssen
Ist das Ziel so gewiss, wie die Furcht vor dem neuen Sein

Entartet, Enteignet, Entwurzelt und Heimatlos
Aborted!

Gepflasterte Strassen von Leichen, heimatlos wie wir
Ist dies eine Heimkehr in das wahre, ewige Reich?

Passing by estates of the launched homeland
A look back, without belongings and faith
Open wounds, afflicted from severs cold and filth
Fester itself neat, like a booster detonation of death

It sons lost, daughters abandoned
Disgraced for life, this stigmatized inner self
But as blue as heaven seems to be above
There is no Reich for security anymore

Aborted!