Testo Blood Vengeance

Through the path a mist will arise
Bringing death with fire from the devils well
A shady grove will hide the attack
Chief of war, send the warriors of black
Thirteen mounds, Hold our dead
Last ten towns, War until the rivers red
The marker trees guide the camp
A footprint of shame, we leave our sacred land Fleeing those, who take what they will
A killing foe, why should our children cry?
Thirteen mounds, Hold our dead
Last ten towns, War until the rivers red
Blood thirst is pain, Ways of the past
Are dying inside, Old men pray to the sky
Women behold, The truth of terror
Future unknown, From a foreign treaties lie
Escape to the rocks, we mix our blood
Elude our demiseYour eyes see as you were blind
Our children grow, invade your soul
Time is denied, the extinction of our fold
To your surprise, I live today
The spirit grows old, forever we will remain
And with my blood, I will commend my son To flow with the wind, forever like the sun
Thirteen mounds, Hold our dead
Last ten towns, War until the rivers red