red-ablionism

[red-ablionism]

“The nation is not a concept of race or blood, but a spiritual community of destiny.”— Ernst Niekisch, as cited in his writings on National Bolshevism

[red-ablionism]

Albion Waits

Beneath the stone and iron sky, Where silent mills and graveyards lie, A voice returns through ash and rain — “I am not lost. I rise again.”

Not crowned by gold nor ruled by kings, But forged in toil and elder things, The hand that builds, the heart that keeps, The oath that wakes what once it weeps.

Let others bow to coin and chart, We keep the sword behind the heart. And when the final dusk is drawn — We'll rise not blind, but red with dawn.