What's left within ourselves What have we become? Sworn to an empty chest Sworn to a blackened sun Center of the west To find the final solution The triumph of the will They control the mind They control the masses Purity to find In blood and soil What have we done How could we fail to see the fading? All of them gone Now that we face the truth We're cold inside Come, come And see the worth of wrath All enemies shall fall On our holy path We are the chosen kind We are the force of fate Wipe out the weak of mind Come and praise your hate What's left within ourselves What have we become? Born in the serpent's nest Born in the blackened sun Center of the west To find the final solution The victory of faith We became the wave As we became the tide No life unworth to save In our endless pride