They rode in at daybreak With weapons spouting fire Their hooves loud as thunder Roaring with deafening might
Driven by colonial greed They force us further off our land With rifles aimed at children They offer their ideas of peace A peaceful offering of an early grave
We thought we could coexist But more the Invaders pushed Our young, our angry told not to strike We lay down our arms But you still attack a deaf man We will no longer take this
Our backlash met by waves of fire Women and children massacred by cannon Told no survivors Those fleeing met with shots in the back Cowering young hunted like dogs
While you adorn yourselves for bravery We bury the innocent You slaughtered those who wanted peace Killed unarmed men We will not give into your fear Our people will rise with fury and with rage Your empire is built upon our graves We will reclaim the stolen and ceeded landsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
