As I look over yonder, what do I see, I see the masses growing, like a raging sea Men & women of valour, willing to die to reach Valhalla What do I see, up over their, today's storm trooper ready for the dare
And all I see in the distance, Is an ocean of warriors. Marching forward to battle, And ocean of warriors
Ready to kill with their fists of steel, Ready to fight to cure our nations ills. White resistance has risen freed from the bond of this emotional prison They'll fight for love and not for hate To banish the cowards to traitors gate.
Spirits are high as standards they fly In orderly files marching so proud mile after mile Corps after corps they lead And when it comes time to bleed, They're gonna know that they did their best for their nations needs.