The Tower of Babel has risen. White men must bring the hammer.

Common Senese, Who's? We seek revolution, but the enemy controls our senses. What we may see can no longer be trusted. What we hear is full of lies. What we may touch has been touched by hands not of ours, or of hearts with our blood. What we may smell is not the pure air. What we taste is poison to our system. The ways of revolution have changed because our senses are not under our control; the only way forward is common ideas, not sense; we need a common yearning from our brothers in blood. Let the struggle continue; these ways are not ours. Let them be destroyed.

The Tower of Babel has risen. White men must bring the hammer. Heil Victory, Heil Blood, Heil Christ.