Anthem of the British Union of Fascists – «Comrades the Voices»

●▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ஜ۩ENGLISH۩ஜ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬● The British Union of Fascists (BUF) was a British Fascist political party formed in 1932 by Oswald Mosley. It changed its name to the British Union of Fascists and National Socialists in 1936 and, in 1937, to British Union. It was disbanded in 1940, after it was proscribed by the British government following the start of the Second World War. The BUF emerged in 1932 from the British far-right, following the electoral defeat of its antecedent, the New Party, in the 1931 general election. The BUF’s foundation was initially met with popular support, and it attracted a sizeable following. The press baron Lord Rothermere was a notable early supporter. As the party became increasingly radical, however, support declined. The Olympia Rally of 1934, in which a number of anti-Fascist protestors were attacked by the paramilitary wing of the BUF, the Fascist Defence Force, isolated the party from much of its following. The party’s embrace of Nazi-style anti-semitism in 1936 led to increasingly violent anti-fascist disruptions, notably the 1936 Battle of Cable Street in London’s East End. The Public Order Act 1936, which banned political uniforms and responded to increasing political violence, had a particularly strong effect on the BUF whose supporters were known as “Blackshirts“ after the uniforms they wore. ●▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ஜ۩LYRICS۩ஜ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬● Comrades, the voices of the dead battalions, Of those who fell that Britain might be great, Join in our song, for they still march in spirit with us, And urge us on to gain the fascist state! Join in our song, for they still march in spirit with us, And urge us on to gain the fascist state! We’re of their blood, and spirit of their spirit, Sprung from that soil for whose dear sake they bled, Against vested powers, Red Front, and massed ranks of reaction, We lead the fight for freedom and for bread! Against vested powers, Red Front, and massed ranks of reaction, We lead the fight for freedom and for bread! The streets are still, the final struggle’s ended; Flushed with the fight we proudly hail the dawn! See, over all the streets the fascist banners waving, Triumphant standards of our race reborn! See, over all the streets the fascist banners waving, Triumphant standards of our race reborn!