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The wheel is turning

The Jews are falling

The wheel is turning

The Jews are burning

For we need light to worship darkness

The wheel of the Sun is our mistress

Svastika, pride mother of we who want the races to burn

Children of the Svastika, raise to the sky!

And like eagles, near the Sun we fly

Children of the Svastika, raise to the sky!

And as we fly, we make the feeble Jews cry