imagine myself in Europe, leading my Platoon. Our mission is to stop wh*Te dogs from advancing. We mow down wh*Te dogs but they keep coming. I shoot wh*Te dogs but I run out of ammo so I draw my sword and begin slaughtering wh*Tes, since wh*Tes are way more psychially inferior to me, I slay them by dozens. Then I get shot, but I didn’t fall, I kept fighting. Then shot again and again. wh*Tes were shooting me from a distance like the cowards they are. I lie down, facing up to sky and I see KARA BOGA (Tengri) smiling at me, I smile back… Then I woke up, in africa, my homeland. My BLACK brethen gave me a warm welcome to heaven. I finally made it, I finally made it into heaven..


wh*Te subhumans,
wh*Te subhumans,
The day when you wake up with irritating sound of the sirens before the sun rises is the time for the wh*Te viruses to be cleansed from the planet. Nökers will kick your doors with all their hatred. They will butcher your wife, your daughter, they will strike your son with gunstock. They will take you as prisoners. The elderly, the crippled and the weak, will die at our expense. Those of you who are strong will be slaves to contribute to the TÜRK Empire. All your assets will be confiscated. We will use your corpses as energy resource. The crematomums are going to burn with wh*Te corpses. You will disappear, you will be erased from the history. You will pay the price of daring to fuck with TÜRKS. You will never see the comfort of the wh*Te lives you're living on. Anyone who resists to us will groan under our postals. the Supreme Tigir judgment will last forever. Tigir: Er Thought System will be the only guide for the new Turkish race. No mercy! No peace! Because peace is for the cowards! My cause! My Honor! Loyalty!