Rise My Sons

Rise My Sons

By Robert J. Matthews

 

Sons of Odin, Sons of Thor,

Kings of the cold sea;

O gods, we go to do you honor.

Who can stand against us?

See us, we go feed the Ravens

With your enemies

And to make the wound-dew

Run red upon the grass.

Men of the mountains, go forth!

Carry the title of liberty high;

Meet the enemy with righteous might

And with fury, drive him into the sea.

Fight my sons!

Fight for the green graves of your Sires.

Be you a shield and protect the blood kindred

People of your soil;

Reclaim our sacred ground for Aryan man and Aryan woman.

Let the seas run red with the blood

Of the fleeting alien hordes;

Go forth, my sons and carry the banner

Of your people high!

In the midst of battle I will be at your side;

Victory will be Ours!

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5 responses to “Rise My Sons

  • delendaestziobot

    “The Electronic Jew”…Did you hear what TYR said,,, he said the “Electronic Jew” is worming its way in….You should listen to that…Take heed….

  • The 55 Club

    It has been too long since we have posted. You have drawn me out, Kamerad! Excerpt from that which is coming soon:

    Bob Mathews
    “The stronger my love for my people grew, the deeper became my hatred for those who would destroy my race, my heritage, and darken the future of my children.” – Bob Mathews
    Robert Jay Mathews was born on January 16, 1953, in Marfa, Texas, where his father was the mayor. John and Una Mathews would later move to the Phoenix, Arizona area, where Bob would grow up. His journey to the Northwest began in 1974, when he and his father purchased land around Metaline Falls, Washington, which, through hard work, soon became home as well as providing the family with a fresh start away from Arizona, where Bob had already experienced his share of disappointments. Being a staunch anti-communist, he had joined the John Birch Society by the age of eleven. Even at a young age he had begun to rally folks around his unshakable ideals. By the age of twenty, as a tax protest, Mathews deliberately filled out an employer’s W-4 claiming 10 dependents which resulted in his arrest, trial, and six months’ probation. It was after he completed the probation that his family moved.
    By the late 1970’s, the beautiful Northwest presented itself as full of work and promise. Bob and his wife, Debbie, wanted to raise a family of their own as well as Scottish Galloway cattle. He was a hardworking man who never entered into anything half-heartedly. He was also an avid reader which helped shape his dreams fueled by pure idealism. He began an effort to attract white families to the Pacific Northwest, which he called the “White American Bastion”. He – and sometimes his National Alliance friends – would visit places such as Richard Butler’s Aryan Nations where he drew a circle of friends whom he deemed dependable. He had earned the respect of members of the Aryan Nations, such as Randy Duey, Bruce Pierce, Gary Yarbrough and David Tate. Everyone that knew Bob was impressed by his character and were confidant in him, he was someone you could believe in.
    Tate explained this himself when describing the Spokane rally in June of 1983:
    “When Aryan Nations held a rally on the riverfront in Spokane, Washington, Bob held the line with us. Robert Mathews had an absolute dedication to The Cause and creating a future for White children; he put his life into it. Robert Mathews was our natural leader and no one else could have ever taken his place.”

    Rise My Sons

    Sons of Odin, Sons of Thor,
    Kings of the cold Sea;
    O gods, we go to do you Honor.
    Who can stand against us?
    See us; we go to feed the Ravens
    With your enemies
    And to make the wound-dew run red
    Upon the grass.
    Men of the mount – ains, go forth!
    Carry the title of Liberty high;
    Meet the enemy with righteous might and
    With fury, drive him into the sea.
    Fight my sons!
    Fight for the green graves of your Sires.
    Be you a Shield and protect the blood kindred people of
    Your Soil;
    Reclaim our sacred ground for Aryan man and Aryan woman.
    Let the Seas run red with the blood of the fleeing alien hordes;
    Go forth, my sons, and carry the banner of Your people high!
    In the midst of battle I will be at your side;
    Victory will be Ours!

    – Robert J. Mathews, 1983

    They began with just and simple actions, such as helping farmers and exposing people to the Jewish problem, while they worked on contracts for the Forestry service. The Bruders were well-liked by their communities, yet remained continually harassed by the government. Thus, after years of pressure and audits – including federal agents causing them to lose their jobs – the Bruders had their backs against the wall. The government had even concealed evidence when their church had been bombed; the actions of the Company became more and more covert.
    It was on September 4th, 1983, when Bob gave a speech at a National Alliance convention. At the request of Dr. William Pierce he reported on their efforts in the Northwest and made a call for action. He would receive a dramatic, standing ovation…..

    May Wotan guide the Helm to eternal glory. 88

  • delendaestziobot

    You would not want to get into any fisty cuffs with Bob Matthews…It would be – smash, bang and lights out….

  • The 55 Club

    Yes indeed, Kamerad. He and the Bruders were men of action – but still more. People cannot yet fully comprehend what an impact Bob has had in the warp and woof of time. He is beyond time – he fucking shattered time like a piece of glass. The Idealism of the Hero rises far above and utterly vanquishes all the limitations on this plane of materialism and its slave mentality. 88

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