Of one man sways with iron hand
The destinies of all;
That is the Germans’ Fatherland.
What is the Germans’ Fatherland?
An Empire steeped, on every hand,
In poverty—an o’er-taxed land,
Where iron grip and blood command;
This is the Germans’ Fatherland.
What is the Germans’ Fatherland?
A soldier-ridden, blood-stained soil,