was taken to hospital where he died the next day. The police refused to
investigate the events which led to Albert's death. At roughly the same
time, a black man walked into a police station, killed himself by
his own head off with a shotgun, and there was a full public inquest
the matters surrounding his death.
calls for an inquiry into Albert's murder were ignored and no-one from
the Labour Party was ever even questioned about organising a mob to
a perfectly legal election meeting. Imagine how the media would have
and screamed if White Nationalists had killed one of the black rioters!
The system's press and TV went overboard when Kevin Gately and Blair
both anti-NF rioters, died after headbutting police truncheons. Gately
and Peach were committing crimes at the time they were fatally injured:
Albert Mariner was going about his perfectly lawful business.
System hopes that Albert is lying forgotten in his grave, but we will
forget this proud ex-serviceman, NF member and old-age-pensioner who
fighting for the country and people he loved. Twenty nine years on,
of us who knew Albert still remember him and the inspiration he gave us
both in life and in death. Albert was a close friend of Ian Stuart who
immortalised Albert in his song Sick Society. Sadly, Ian also
his life in the same way - murdered by the enemies of our race - ten
We Salute Albert Mariner - Aryan Martyr!
SOCIETY - (ALBERT MARINER R.I.P.)
By Ian Stuart and Skrewdriver
You risked your life for this country when you
Never questioned orders that they gave
'Cos the love of the Red White and Blue was in your heart
And I never thought I'd ever see the day, when I'd hear you say
Now look at a sick society, look back in time
Now look at a sick society, who commits the crime?
You did your time for King & Country overseas
Spent years to keep this nation free
Now you're not allowed to walk the British streets today
And you're fighting 'gainst a foe you cannot see, and I hear you say
When you wanna march in a democratic fashion
Through the streets of the country that you love
Then you're struck down by a screaming mob
Raining with bricks from above, and I hear you say
We remember the things that you have done
Against all odds you would not run
We remember the life you gladly gave
Put an English Rose upon your grave
Now you have died, whilst fighting for your
Fighting 'gainst an enemy that's within
Now I'll make a promise to your memory, Albert Mariner
We'll keep on fighting, until we win
Yeah, we'll never forget you
And what happened to the inquiry?