For Who Can Stop The Heart From

There Is A Lovely Road That Runs From Ixopo Into The Hills.

Something Deep Is Touched Here, Something That Is Good And Deep.

But When The Dawn Will Come, Of Our Emancipation, From The Fear Of Bondage And The Bondage Of Fear, Why, That Is A Secret.

All Roads Lead To Johannesburg.

The Afrikaner Has Nowhere To Go, And Thats Why He Would Rather Destroy Himself Than Capitulate.