Lost without trace indigenous race taken by force and displaced. Sons 

of the land true American they made their last stand for survival. Pain 

greed and fear manifest destiny is here. Lies hate revenge crimes of the 

past are avenged. We're spreading the blood of the innocent. Loud were 

their cries vicious yet wise a people of peace forced to fight fractured and 

few the invaders knew against them they would not unite.



[Pre-chorus / chorus]

Promises that were made broken and quickly betrayed on reservations 

they're enslaved a race of resentment and rage. God had a plan this 

once savage man has justice poetically made. Temptations of sin that 

once did them in now has us the slaves to the Indian 

[Pre-chorus / Chorus.]