Knights Of The Sunwheel

Once there was a race full of prinde and glory
Let me tell something of their ancient story
Their symbol was the sun and mighty runes
Secret holy sign to honour the gods.

Their fatherland was the secret north
Mighty thule from there they came from
To spread culture over the earth
And bring back again aryan rebirth.

They were the knights, the knights of the sunwheel
They were the guardinans of the aryan blood
They were the knights, the knights of the sunwheel
They were the servants of the gagan gods.

Now they are all gone
Look what ourworld has become
The secret of the runes are long forgotten
Pure blood is nearly rotten
The kingdom of the monkey king
Chain as weak as weakerst ring
Wheel of life is broken
Believe, last word is not spoken.

Something shines in the night
Black sun has allways been lights
In a word made of frost
Eternal fire is not lost
I see the north star in the sky
Some flames are to hot to die the triumpf of will, will arises.