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Saga is a courageous, Swedish, female nationalist-oriented musician who creates pop-music with patriotic texts. She is, as far as I know, the best and most talented patriotic musician in the English speaking world. And for those of you, like myself, who hates “metal”, Saga is one of the few sources available that offers quality patriotic pop-music with brilliant texts. Most of the tracks are in English and some are in Swedish.
Marxist and multiculturalist character-assassins will claim that Saga is an evil, national-socialist monsterband from hell, due to her success. However, this characteristic couldn’t be anywhere further from the truth. Although the environment surrounding Saga, the former NSF – National Sosialistisk Forening (a former Swedish Indigenous Rights Movement demonised as “evil Nazi monsters”), used to be self-proclaimed national socialists; it has become evident that most of them now has embraced a more national conservative ideological denomination of conservatism, very similar to that of Knights Templar Europe. Saga has created several pop-tracks with nationalist-oriented texts that will appeal to all conservatives, and especially revolutionary conservatives of all conservative ideological denominations.
Saga has the credibility to use the texts presented vocally as she has been a Swedish and European conservative resistance fighter for more than 10 years, working for the political and cultural interests of Sweden and the interests of all Swedes, Scandinavians and Europeans. Saga and similar patriotic heroes and heroines of Scandinavia, who unlike individuals like myself who has yet to come out of the “revolutionary conservative closet”, has had to face political persecution and demonisation for years. Yet they continue their brave struggle to prevent the demographical and cultural genocide of the Scandinavian and European tribes. Instead of “physical” revolutionary or democratic resistance, she fights through her music by inspiring the best in us.
I discovered Sagas music relatively late, in 2008, but have enjoyed it ever since. I have listened to many of the tracks several hundred times and I don’t seem to get tired of them. I would HIGHLY recommend that all Justiciar Knights of Europe and other revolutionary conservatives use these tracks for self-motivating purposes. Don’t just listen to the tracks but learn the texts as well. It has worked brilliantly for me and it will likely work just as well for you. However, “soon-to-become conservative martyrs” should be careful when acquiring the tracks (use anonymizer software and take other necessary precautions) as it is likely that the distribution of the music is monitored by the Swedish intelligence agency, under directive of the Swedish multiculturalist regime.
Below are the best tracks with comment from the albums: Pro Patria III (PP) and: On My Own (OMO). Some lyrics are created
The best vocal English tracks:
One Nation Arise (OMO)
Life is a struggle in these changing times
Thoughts once natural now classed as hate crimes
Those now in power they fear no one but one
a man with open eyes and a sober mind so strong
It's been said before - but still we do not heed...no!
To free the enslaved minds of the sleeping mass
W e must cast away the yokes ignore status and class
Barriers were built to make us forget blood ties
And now we aren't as one and egos benefits on lies
It's been said before - but still we do not heed!
Folk and Nation first - and blood not personal greed.
And it's been said before - but still we do not heed.
Free your enslaved minds and open up your eyes and see!
The strength of your people - one Nation arise!
It is good versus evil it's the eternal fight
To overcome the darkness we must spreed the light
It's been said before - but still we do not heed!
Chorus
Life is a struggle in these changing times
Thoughts once natural now classed as hate crimes.
It's been said before - but still we do not heed!
Chorus: repeat x3
Hypocrite (OMO)
Too many people spend their time spreading gozzips and complaints
They seek someone to hang, they seek someone to blame
In their search for a scapegoat they forgot to look in the mirror
Apathy of weak people is what caused this daily horror
You’re the one the one to blame oh
People like you cause us pain oh
You’re the one the one to blame
Start to act but use your brain
People like you who haven’t got the guts to stand up for your views
You forget the simple fact it’s people like you who makes us loose
You complain about the politicians but still you vote them in
You’ve lost your soul you coward to sell your pride is a sin
Chorus
You complain about the immigration you really make me sick
It was your vote that opened the border you filthy hypocrite
You say one thing but do another just how weak can one man be
You’re the reason for our misery so blame yourself and don’t blame me
Chorus x2
Black Bannered Legion (OMO)
Raise the flag of solid black to keep the memory alive
Of black clad legions who fought and died for our folk in forty-five
Black is the colour of mourning for the martyrs of Vinland too
Mathews and Kirk and Singer and Rockwell and Kahl stood true
Raise the flag of destiny as black as the wing of a raven
And change it not nor raise another ‘til we have a folkish haven
Raise the flag of destiny...the flag of destiny!
Black is the colour of midnight which the tyrant shall learn to dread
As we honour fallen martyrs with steel and fire and lead
The ancient Aryan symbol is also drawn in black
So underneath that colour we will take our nations back
Chorus
And when we have that land of our own then on that holy ground
We’ll plant our flag of raven black upon a sacred mound
Chorus x2
Ode To A Dying People (OMO, the most popular of the tracks)
Eyes shining bright with unspilled tears
Thinking about all those waisted years,
When everything worth living for is gone,
And brother I find it hard to keep fighting on
Falling down towards the abyss, the abyss
The reaper embraces me with his kiss
It makes me want to refuse to care, refuse to care
To watch this all unfold to much to bare
If this is the way it ends, if this is the way my race ends
If this is the way it ends, I can’t bare to witness
If this is the way it ends, if this is the way my race ends
If this is the way it ends, I can’t bare to witness-oh!
Disease encroaching on all I hold dear
Somehow I gotta get my soul outta here
Heart of agony, faint burning hope
I'm finding it hard to try to cope
The cause liars own the world with conquering poise, conquering poise
In a wasteland of meaningless noise
We don't stand a chance with the dormant pride, with the dormant pride
The heroes of our race have already died
Chorus
To imagine it has all come down to this
Apathy and suicidal bliss
It's all over except for the cryin'
With a whimper instead of the roar of a lion
The greatest race to ever walk the earth, walk the earth
Dying a slow death with insane mirth
The tomb has been prepared, our race betrayed, our race betrayed
White man, fight the flight towards the grave
Choru x2
Don’t let it end this way, don’t let it end this way
Don’t let it end this way, I can’t bare to witness
The Nation’s Fate (OMO)
The best are condemned to useless lives
When chaos regimes and the merchant thrieves
The basest sort then make sport
Of those who die with anguished cry
Because they told the nation's fate
Gods of the rabble are greed and lust
Love and honour turned to dust
Patriots in cages and liars as sages
The tyrants rage in every age
Black is white and evil is good
And nothing pure is understood
Emotions grow cold and the future is sold
The senses are sated and the prophets are hated
Because they told the nation's fate
Chorus
The state and the press and the church are a tool
An honest man is labled a fool
Every man must abase
Every kin and every race
Or face the fearsome despots plan
To destroy every man
The whores of merchant pave the road to hell
Twisting words to weave a spell
Master deceivers making believers
Misleading men with a cunning pen
To hate those who tell the Nations Fate
Chorus
Tomorrow Belongs To Me
The sun on the meadow is summery warm.
The stag in the forest runs free.
But gather together to greet the storm.
Tomorrow belongs to me.
Tomorrow belongs to me.
The branch of the linden is leafy and
Green,
The Rhine gives its gold to the sea.
But somewhere a glory awaits unseen.
Tomorrow belongs to me.
Tomorrow belongs to me.
The babe in his cradle is closing his eyes
The blossom embraces the bee.
But soon, says a whisper;
"Arise, arise,
Tomorrow belongs to me"
Oh Fatherland, Fatherland,
Show us the sign
Your children have waited to see.
The morning will come
When the world is mine.
Tomorrow belongs to me!
The Snow Fell
He sat in a room
in a square of the color of blood.
He'd rule the whole world
if there was a way that he could.
He'd sit and he'd stare
at the minarets on top of the towers.
For he was a beast
as he hatched his new plans to gain power.
(chorus)
And the snow fell
covering the dreams and ideals.
And the snow fell
freezing the blood and the wheels.
And the snow fell
they had to keep up for survival.
And the snow fell
defeating the beast's only rival.
They took the old roads
that Napoleon had taken before.
They fought as a force as a light
against the darkness in a holy war.
One day they were looking around
and the sun was shining on the cold flowers.
The next day they were freezing to death
in the sleet and the ice cold showers.
(chorus)
Then came the deadly roads
back from the stairs of their retreat.
The cold racked their bodies
but worse was the pain of defeat.
Many people who had hailed them once
now turned and looked away.
These people now knew
that the beast was on its way.
(chorus)
You finally came back
to the borders of your fatherland.
Now enemies came
traitors everywhere at hand.
Many people who had fought and died
knowing that they had to win.
It still sickens my heart
to see the picture of the red flag in Berlin.
(chorus)
The best vocal Swedish tracks (For Norwegians, Swedes and Danes):
Valkyrian (PP)
Där själar krigar, där själar faller
Av vikingar som lystrade till kallet
Fallen är nu krigaren, vikingen från Nord
Marken färgas röd av hans spillda blod
Fallen är nu krigaren, vikingen från Nord
Marken färgas röd av hans spillda blod
Jag är Valkyrian som ska ta dig hem
Krigare, skänk din styrka till de som kämpar än
Jag flyger över Skandinavien, dag som natt
Tar hem de krigare som faller döda ner
Ingen smärta känner dom någonsin mer
Chorus
Yttrandefrihet (PP)
Att få säga fritt sin mening
Vad den än må vara
Att få tänka fria tankar
Och att själv få svara
Sverige vakna upp nu!
Kampen ska ta vid
För yttrandefriheten
Blåser vi nu till strid!
Hets mot folkgrupp kallas
Den lag ni slår oss med
Då ni smider oss med hammaren,
Mot mångkulturens städ
Grundlagen förnekas
Och väger mycket lätt,
Då ockupanter och förrädare
I Sverige skipar rätt
Chorus x3
Krigarens Själ (PP)
Hans kropp är trött och hungrig men han får aldrig ro
Han har vigt sitt liv åt kampen, kampen som är hans tro
Törsten efter frihet tänder eldar i hans själ
Ty krigaren söker frihet och vägrar att bli träl
Tapper - med hundra lejons mod
Svensk - med det renaste blod
Stolt - Aldrig bli en träl
Krigare - med en själ
Han kämpar för sanning, och frihet åt hans folk
Aldrig ger han upp, utan står för evigt stolt
Fienden är mäktiga, men ändå står han kvar
Modet är hans säkrade tron i hjältarnas sal
Svenskars land och folk är vad han strider för
Han vägrar se på hur sanningen sakta dör
Chorus x2
Han ger allt för sin kamp, för blod och ära
Aldrig skall han på förlustens tunga ok bära
Viker aldrig av som en feg hund från sina led
Hans namn ristas i runor, svensken som alltid stred
Chorus x2
Frihetens Fana (PP)
Se nu svenskar mot framtiden så ny
Se nu svenskar när morgondagen åter gry
Vårt land reser sig ännu en gång
Svenskar ska åter sjunga frihetens sång
Frihetens fana, svenska ungdomen nu bär
Frihetens fana, för en nation vi håller kär
Ungdomen tar täten mot en ny horisont
Den blågula fanan skall leda vår front
Den vajar i vinden, så fritt och stolt
Svea Rikes fana, symbolen för vårt folk
Chorus x2
Vårt älskade land, vår älskade fosterjord
Där förfäder en gång spillde sitt blod
Deras namn är evigt ristade i frihetens sten
De kämpade och dog för att hålla marken ren
Chorus x4
Drömmarnas Stig (PP) – my personal favourite
Tvungen att vandra i pinande motvind
Dömd att leva i samhällets skugga
Ständigt förljugen av maktens språkrör
Och föraktad av gemene man
Vore det inte simpelt att bara blunda
Att avvika från våra drömmars stig?
Vore det inte en befrielse att glömma
Att avsvära sig folksjälens plikt?
När folk du litat på vänder dig ryggen
Och ansluter sig till massans slummer
När män från början bundna av lojalitet
Splittras och förblindas av guldets makt
Chorus
Detta skall ses som en prövningarnas fas
Ödets verktyg att sålla bort veklingar
Kampens styrka kommer av offervilja
Vår urgrund står på övertygelse
Chorus
Tvungen att vandra i pinande motvind
Dömd att leva i samhällets skugga
Ständigt förljugen av maktens språkrör
Och föraktad av gemene man
Chorus
Känner du dig då manad till strid?
Låt dig själv aldrig tvivla på seger!
Låt aldrig den nationella lågan fallna
Må den sätta Svea Rikes själar i brand
The above are the best tracks from Saga. I ignored the tracks I consider lacking or due to them being unavailable.
From site: thisissaga.com
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