My brother has been arrested as a Neo-Nazi
I want to know who will cry for my brother

Will it be my father who beat him as a child?
Will it be my grandfather who beat my father as a child?
I think no one will cry for my brother!

No - - - he will be the hero of those who only know hate
He will be the object of hate for those who pretend to be against hate
No, there will be no tears for my brother
We don’t cry, we only know hate not healing
We try to heal hate with more hate

What happens to those who are really guilty?
The secret society who waited fifty years for this day
The ones who perpetuate the authoritarian nature of the German culture
The ones who wait like vultures to descend on young boys like my brother
The great manipulators of the dark side of human nature

They will never be caught because they are the biggest cowards
They hide behind the masks of respectability
Pulling the strings on their skinhead marionettes
They hide in the boardrooms of their corporations
They are the ones responsible for the silence in the beginning
They speak when their marionettes have repulsed the world with violence
They condemn the acts to buy more time

Their invisible power continues to rule like the Mafia
Grandmothers feed them power as they whisper to each other
„Poor Germany, all those foreigners coming here, poor Germany“
Then people are consumed in the fear which makes it work so well

Who will cry for my brother?
Who will cry for poor Germany?
I think no one will cry!