Blood and Soil in Honor of the Amerikaner and the True America

Reinterpretation of the Scots poem & song: Auld ang syne
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Auld_Lang_Syne

Blood and Soil by Byron De La Vandal

Should all our trials be forgot
The blood and sweat and toil
For ne'er were we a melting pot
For ours is blood and soil

For ours is blood and soil my sons
For ours is blood and soil
That our great race ne'er be replaced
For ours is blood and soil

We bare the torch of Europe still
Our hearts with duty loyal
No more the blood of brothers spilled
For ours is blood and soil

For ours blood and soil my sons
For ours blood and soil
That our great race ne'er be erased
For ours is blood and soil

That we should flourish in our land
Ne'er from our fight recoil
Come fathers, brothers hand in hand
For ours is blood and soil

For ours is blood and soil my sons
For ours is blood and soil
That our great race ne'er be disgraced
For ours is blood and soil