you‘re feeling small and useless
but you have no clue why
you lost yourself, your senses
but you are not shy
when it comes to glory and pride
you leave all your doubts behind
there are some new things
but it works the same old way
blood and soil passed its peak
völkisch longing still roots deep
the humiliations are almost
out of your mind, rather being blind
when it comes to power and strength
you just feel that national hype
there are some new things
but it works the same old way