Welcome – Welcome to the pack.
Closer to nature then to human emotions -
Here, goats are real.
You can find them in every house.
Just like an old billy goat that fucks them.
Identity instead of mendacious humanity.
Woods, blood, resistance.
Here the animal has always been in its own bowels.
Half beef, half pork and you are right:
It’s not really kosher.
But it’s better to swallow it.
If you refuse, you’ll soon be very weak
and end up in your own bowels.
But if you share our values
and you can stand it being an outcast,
we’ll receive you with open arms.
And treat you like a brother from now on,
live in our midst – just respect one rule.
Dunkeldeutschland.
Lights out before they find us.
Dunkeldeutschland.
We want to stay hidden all the time.
Everything you need here already exists.
We use fire...fucking fire...FIRE.
Your shitty new world is burning.
For ages – So let it burn.
We love the smell of human flesh,
which unfolds its taste when cooked slowly.
We love this fucking barbecue.
These flames are our daylight.
They warm us in cold nights
when human fat burns in them.
We come back again,
dancing on your graves.
Bones to dust in filthy caves
until it’s all charred and darker then black.
Nothing will remain but flies and rats.
Welcome to the land of goat fuckers.
You wanted diversity – please, you get it.
But don’t cry if you don’t like it.
Feel enriched – or shut up!
Sure, another view can be cruel.
For some it’s hell, we call it home.
Our identity – Woodland, blood, resistance.
Unsere Identität – Der Wald, das Blut, der Widerstand!
Everything you need here already exists.
We use fire...fucking fire...FIRE.
Your shitty new world is burning.
For ages – So let it burn.
We love the smell of human flesh,
which unfolds its taste when cooked slowly.
We love this fucking barbecue.
These flames are our daylight.
They warm us in cold nights
when human fat burns in them.
We come back again,
dancing on your graves.
Bones to dust in filthy caves
until it’s all charred and darker then black.
