Motivational music tracks, artist: Saga 

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Motivational music tracks, artist: Saga


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!


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!




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





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






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






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






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





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


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.



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.




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.




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.





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





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





Detta skall ses som en prövningarnas fas

Ödets verktyg att sålla bort veklingar

Kampens styrka kommer av offervilja

Vår urgrund står på övertygelse





Tvungen att vandra i pinande motvind

Dömd att leva i samhällets skugga

Ständigt förljugen av maktens språkrör

Och föraktad av gemene man




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.



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