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Nihil Novum

by Bleach For The Stars

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1.
Blood and Soil 03:50
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You are not today And not tomorrow Your are a thousand years before you And a thousand years after you Protect your blood So that the generations In the thousand years after you Know to thank you That is the purpose of life You are your folk Be worthy of its blood You are your folk Be worthy of its blood Live bravely and be courageous That is your law Live bravely and be courageous That is your law You are your folk Be worthy of its blood You are your folk Be worthy of its blood Only the pure can trust each other To consecrate their souls to the final service Only the pure can build onwards And be shapers of our destiny Live bravely and be courageous That is your law You are your folk Be worthy of its blood Your folk is forever Blood and soil Your folk is forever Blood and soil Your folk is forever Blood and soil Your folk is forever Blood and soil
2.
Cant 05:02
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Rules for thee but not for me Rules for thee but not for me Rules for thee but not for me Just down another cup of tea And tell me one more time how I'm obscene And scream the textbook words into my face that I'm A racist, bigot, non-person, anomaly, unclean And make it mean And make it mean Whilst round the corner Comes the neighbour Now he’s out on good behaviour Breaks your door down Raids your larder Calls his words out somewhat harder Rapes your daughters With his brothers Tells you you're the worst of colours Tells you you're the worst of colours And sticks a zombie knife into your spleen Rules for thee but not for me Dragging your nonsense from university Rules for thee but not for me Study Critical Theory as the West fades and bleeds The tutor told you what you need The tutor told you what you know The tutor told you nothing Rules for thee but not for me Rules for thee but not for me Whilst round the corner Friendly neighbours With your tokens, gifts and favours Break more doors down Raid more larders Call for blood with savage fervour Rape your daughters With their brothers Tell you you're the worst of colours Told by State to love each other Pity me for getting this so wrong Force-fed by State to love each other Pity me for getting this so wrong
3.
Poorly Versed 04:58
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They coined their words In ugly, tattered inks They coined their words To tell us how to think And when we brought our own From better years They silenced us With fallacies and fear They didn’t have to fit the scene They didn’t have to be so clean They didn’t have to check the facts But those from high above felt an attack And those from high above knew all the cost And those from high above don’t give a toss And those from high above knew all the cost And those from high above don’t give a toss They coined their words In ugly, tattered inks They coined their words To tell us how to think And when we brought our own From better years They silenced us With fallacies and fear A paltry, febrile, gross, dysgenic sprawl Where violence reigns, condoned and sanctioned Summoned by them all, in modern calls In modern calls All least a weary flag flies level over it all All least some weary flag flies level, ever level Lowering over it all They coined their words In ugly, tattered inks They coined their words To tell us how to think And when we brought our own From better years They silenced us With fallacies and fear A shame for the appalling truth A coruscating shame for every truth Stripped so the falsehoods can remain appalled Stripped so the falsehoods can remain State-vindicated, nannied, and in thrall
4.
Eternal Mission 06:12
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A dark community are we The living The dead And those coming, child We, England We, England Always as a heart to the world Beats your folk's blood Inside you In the ore of this earth Never do you escape it And a dark community are we The living The dead And those easterly arising, child We, England We, England The eternal stars shine brightly We, England We, England We grow towards England The mighty time ripens us The eternal stars shine brightly We grow towards England The mighty time ripens us We, England Readiness for deeds And full of drive Defining the now fearful paths that guide us From half-measure to half-measure Smash the border-stone at the border Life, the churning, daring, fighting And storms that wildly spin us around Surviving them laughing Surviving them laughing Being young Means burning for the leap What separates us from the tired and old Aren't crutches or wrinkles Eternal light illuminates the runes of the years Eternal spring blooms in silver hair If godly falcons of spirit soar towards the sun If godly falcons of spirit soar towards the sun Grow in the storm The storm is the school It hardens the bones And nurtures the marrow Grow in the storm Love the storm Only he has lived Who has experienced the storm For the sake of your homeland You are there You owe your folk your hot blood For the sake of your homeland You are there You must love her with the last passion For the sake of your homeland You are there You owe your folk your hot blood For the sake of your homeland You are there We, England We, England All are us are inspired by the same question For all of us there is only one yes That is the oath each day For the sake of our homeland we are there For the sake of our homeland we are there
5.
Praise Where Due 05:21
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A comfortable err The truth made difficult to see And a glance could only show How much you'd love for this to be How much you'd hate for better things Too busy tearing off their wings For your ignoble stain parade Where sharpened smiles are hurled like stings And vulgar cheers break through the mass Of squealing infantile bombast Where nothing much can grow at all Before the bandwagon appalled All raising flimsy fists to speak In exultation of the weak Whereas the while you carve their graves Assured you're just and big and brave All raising flimsy fists to speak In exultation of the weak Whereas the while you carve their graves Assured you're just and big and brave This pantomime of shallow ire And severed roots and quicklime, ash and fires This waste pavane Veneers of sanctity When all the world is blinded Blind as you would be This pantomime of shallow ire And severed roots and quicklime, ash and fires This waste pavane Veneers of sanctity When all the world is blinded Blind as you would be All raising flimsy fists to speak In exultation of the weak All raising flimsy fists to speak In exultation of the weak Whereas the while you carve their graves Assured you're just and big and brave When all the world is blinded Blind as you would be When all the world is blinded When all the world is blinded Blind as you would be When all the world is blinded When all the world is blinded When all the world is blinded When all the world is blinded Blind as you would be A comfortable err The truth made difficult to see
6.
Roots Song 04:23
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Oh, tree grow Oh, tree grow With a hundred branches Tree grow With a hundred branches Tree grow We also want to grow Oh, tree grow With a thousand branches Tree grow With a thousand branches Tree grow Tree grow Tree grow We also want to grow
7.
Best Laid 04:27
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Bloodless eyes across a leveled plain Where nothing Western stands and nothing could again And nothing ever could again And nothing else could mean the same A thousand years ground into desert dust This ashen field of bone and pain and rust Where nations wept for final lone defeat As sheep-skinned wolves and craven liars tore their meat Where bloodless bodies clambered to agree With every form of pitiless decree Marched back into their dark and died alone As something of no mercy climbed its bloody throne Bloodless eyes across a leveled plain Where nothing Western stands and nothing could again And nothing ever could again And nothing else could mean the same A thousand years ground into desert dust And who would know? And who would care? As sheep-skinned wolves and craven liars tore all meaning Tore all meaning bare And everything is in accord with their accord and nothing learned And all the time this empty dirt of words And everything is in accord with their accord and culture burns And all the time this empty filth of barren words Bloodless eyes across a leveled plain All waiting for a stretch of the same All waiting for a stretch of the same All waiting for a stretch of the same Against this feeble end Our struggle cannot be in vain Against this feeble end Our struggle cannot be in vain Bloodless eyes across a leveled plain Where nothing Western stands and nothing could again Where nations wept for final lone defeat As sheep-skinned wolves and craven liars tore their meat
8.
Chow 04:09
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In wintertime they come to take their flesh A crimson surge through the abyssal deep Hauled up on hooks and seeping, seeping fresh The moaning waters waver with defeat As lukewarm meat returns its rushing hole Branded a decay through spiraled sweat These dog-meat dreams of stale seas churning cold Snatch at us, snatch at us to relent So many ancient memories drowned in foam The weight of blood beneath a coral tomb So many primal whispers flensed to bone The end has come The end has come so soon In wintertime they come to take our flesh A crimson surge through the abyssal deep Hauled up on hooks and seeping, seeping fresh The moaning waters waver with defeat So many memories in a last deep dive We danced for a day in the clean tide’s care With the chemical twitch and its scum-shiver slag With the tearing of the rope and the rusted engine’s drag Still buried beyond air In wintertime they come to take our flesh A crimson surge through the abyssal deep Hauled up on hooks and seeping, seeping fresh The moaning waters waver with deceit So many ancient memories drowned in foam The weight of blood beneath a coral tomb So many primal whispers flensed to bone The end has come The end has come so soon The end has come The end has come so soon Across the ice Beneath a redder moon The end has come The end has come so soon The end has come The end has come so soon
9.
Lesson One 04:54
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Take them outside Hang them on the wall Everyone, and everyone, and everyone will fall Traitorous lies and murderous tongues Close your hearts to pity The lesson has begun A time to tear apart Let the stitches fall away And bury deep the bones of love A time for hate is on its way Too many mounds of empty vessels Stacked up ages of decay Bury deep the bones of love A time for hate is on its way You have branded us our nothing You have spat it down our spines And sold it out with poisoned reasons That we cast away for time As we dig these bloody ashes For some truth beyond your sprawl We hear the black transcendent howl And know that everyone will fall Take them outside And hang them on the wall Everyone, and everyone, and everyone will fall Traitorous lies and murderous tongues Close your hearts to pity The lesson has begun Take them outside And hang them on the wall Stuff their mouths with all the lies That every greedy mind installs Excise the blighted puppets That make cattle of us all Everyone, and everyone, and everyone will fall A time to tear apart The crawling dreams of yesterday Bury deep the bones of love A time for hate is on its way Too many mounds of worthless idols Stacked up ages of decay The itching ticks of empty lust A time for hate is on its way Take them outside Hang them on the wall Everyone, and everyone, and everyone will fall Traitorous lies from murderous tongues Desecrate their emptiness The lesson has begun The lesson has begun The lesson has begun

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An archaic medley of bleak and dissonant, and conversely melodious, beat-driven strings pieces, with spoken-word vocals focusing on patriotic British Nationalist themes, and an examination of the many factors that lead to the humiliating genocide of Whites in the West at the hands of calculating tyrants and their merciless waves of bought aggressors.

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released February 26, 2021

all music played by Ben Power
all lyrics by Ben Power
except tracks 1 & 4 drawn from poems in 'You and Your Folk'
and track 6 drawn from the Rig Veda

all tracks mastered by J. Stillings at Steel Hook Audio Mastering
cover art by The PatriArt

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