The ancient empires fall, the dark-skinned peoples fade and even…

The ancient empires fall, the dark-skinned peoples fade and even the demons of antiquity gasp their last, but over all stands the Aryan barbarian, white-skinned, cold-eyed, dominant, the supreme fighting man of the earth.

Sourced, Wings in the Night
(1932)

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