Gather around my daughters and sons
There's a tale of great sadness to tell
The land's we love have been over run
So it's time for the rebel yell
Time to break through the storm
In which our land�s have been torn
The time is now make this your day
and build a new Europe from the embers of yesterday

Children of Europe your destiny
Is held in the hand of the few
Conspiracy fewish powers that be
Hold the key for you to be free

White revolution is the only solution
To cleans the land of the fewish polution
Then we�ll hold the key to our own destiny
So our children will grow to be fee.