Nu Drar Sa Ut
Pluton Svea
Now We're Heading Out
A sky so blue
A snow-covered landscape so white
A sun so yellow over my Sweden
Spruce forests halls covered in snow
Here I was born, here I will stay
In the land of the midnight sun
Here children play hand in hand
In my dear homeland
A man so black in a land so white
Can't tell yours from mine
And our laws, he doesn't give a damn
A multicultural hypocrisy
Sweden is on fire
Now our people have a taste for blood
We reclaim our homeland
An overly strong refugee flow
Has destroyed our Swedish dream
It's so sad for them
They have it so tough
We stand firm
With bullets and with gunpowder
Now our patience has run out
Now the Storm Division is heading out
Now the Storm Division is heading out
Now the Storm Division is heading out
