From the recording Stained Bliss
Lyrics
Aryan Nation Man
She married a man from the Aryan Nation.
Love must be blind the only explanation.
Perhaps she knew not of his racist ways.
But she said I do to th end of her days.
Chorus: How she deals with it I’ll never know.
I suppose he feeds the cows and shovels the snow.
Gives her some comfort and relaxation.
Don’t change the fact that he’s Aryan nation.
She sired 3 kids he calls them recruits.
Dress them in hatred and hobnail boots.
Whenever we speak race is the subject.
I do my best to subtly object
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but at family affairs arguments aren’t welcome.
Makes me glad that they occur so seldom.
Soon I’ll be mute from biting off my tongue.
Muting my speech won’t right the wrong.
His first words to me was “I’m not a racist.
He’d never known ‘them’ that was his basis.
Then he said ‘they’ speak their own language.
To pigeon hole a race seems awfully, fucking savage.
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