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Many years have come and gone For I was just a lad of five When I first noted nature's great Work of beauty made alive By sacrifice, war and struggle By mind of God or Cosmic fate How she got here, why I loved her I'll leave to others to debate Skin so fair and golden hair Brunette or red her tresses Enchanting temptress in the nude Or draped in diverse dresses Desired by males of every race Nature's greatest glory They appear a diadem White women are my story Twas two score years ago perhaps Or maybe just a little less When treason by white women First brought me this distress Though our men have failed their duty That does not provide a reason For the flaunting by white women Of suicidal racial treason First a trickle then a stream And now it's even worse The women of our race The miscegenation curse Women and folks of color The slogan of the age Unite against the white man Perversion is the rage A hero tried to save his kind Bob Mathews was his name The mother of his daughter Played the treason game His men were called the Order They resisted genocide They rot in jail, no one cares For those who fought and died How I loved you fair white woman Twas your image I fought to save It was illusion and delusion I was a mental slave Chivalry and romance Were my codes and dreams of life Treason and betrayal Reward these years of strife I grow old before my time Dreams are vanquished by Reality and cold hard truth Your beauty was a lie You gave your youth and beauty To hedonistic swine Sought pleasure adulation Not one of you was mine So when you're old and wrinkled And beauty with age has fled Don't come to me for solace You are the walking dead My fight goes on until I die For nature does declare A man must save his own kind A truth that comrades swear If I live to see a victory Then these years in a prison cell Have taught a primal lesson Tempered in a hell Strong men can still stand alone Forgoing dreams or hope Exist without a woman's love With all things they can cope And if Valhalla is a truth A reward someday I'll see Beautiful Valkyrie Waiting there for me.