We march and fight, to death or on to victory. Our might is right, no traitors shall prevail. Our hearts are steeled against the fiery gates of hell. No shot or shell, can still our mighty song.
George Lincoln RockwellAbout author
- Author's profession: Activist
- Nationality: american
- Born: March 9, 1918
- Died: August 25, 1967
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