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Windstorms rage
In lands where Eagle soared
Where the red spirit was not lost
And native blood endures

Far and wide across the Pacific North
They chant towards falling rain
In elder woods in forest veins
Wisdom and honor in Eagle crest

The memory of our tribes shall become legend
And the legends will fade like evening sun

Deep in the heart of Cascadia distant smoke rises
Still Eagle thunder is louder than bronze
Cedar pyres light the night
Our invisible dead roam the lands

Windstorms rage
In lands where Eagle soared
Where the red spirit lives on
And Haida blood endures

Eagle and Raven soar
Above the mountain and forest snow
Where we dance by fire beneath moonlight glow
And only the Eagle crest is our lord!

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