"They stood around on sacred ground. The peace treaty had been signed. But i will never forget that day, When a young brave spoke his mind. He said my people trust you. Maybe they are right. But i get this feeling it,s over, For the red man,s land tonight. We never hunted just for sport, But i think the white man will. The deer and bear have grown silent, Waiting for the kill. I know my people have become weary. And i want to end this war. But i think the paper that the chieftain signed, Was more then we bargained for.Lies shall be spoken upon the white man lips fake shamans and warriors silent whips to gain our dreams for when the spirits do call white man trying to take it all. They stood around on sacred ground . The treaty had been signed. But i will never forget that day When a young brave spoke his mind...."
Posted on: Tue, 25 Jun 2013 06:56:15 +0000
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