Look away from the screen
From the safety, the warmth
From your smart phone
Turn away from these lures
And see reality
You have only existence on loan
Hear what they say
And bow down, playboys
They own your soul and person
Pay your taxes
And be grateful that
You have the right to unlimited consumption
The masses must be led through plays and bread
What must it will be of our high north
When hunger tears hard
Hear me you sons of frozen earth
Hunt wild, hunt hard
Corruption fills the halls
Where the finances speak
To world-wide commercialism
The collapse is near
We can no longer bear ra
The yoke of corporate fascism
Look to the horizon
There ahead is the front
The free man's bastion
There the corporatist
Just silence against the knife
Where freedom alone sets the tone
Now the mass must be reduced through destruction and death
What will become of our high north
When hunger tears hard
Hear me you sons of frozen earth
Hunt wild, hunt hard
You buy the dream
You go with the flow
And eat poisonous food
And in the meantime
Lose the battle
To the New World Order state
What will get rid of our high north
When hunger tears hard
Hear me you sons of frozen earth
Hunt wild, hunt hard
Hunting wild, hunting hard
Hunting wild, hunting hard
Hunting wild, hunting hard
Hunting wild, hunting hard

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