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Sonata Arctica - White Man`S March

My eye's are in the glory of the tramplin' at the ZOO

We washed ourselves in niggers blood an all the mongrols too

We take down with the sub-machin

jew by jew by jew

The white man's march is on!


Glory, glory hallejua

Glory, glory hallejua

Glory, glory hallelua

And the WHITE MAN'S MARCHING ON
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