So sure of their station Men they were brave But the pride of the general Led them to their grave
In that final hour Lives, they were lost Few knew how the west was won And fewer know the cost
They paid with blood As all men should Their mournful cry Under western skies
Along the horizon Their shadows spilling forth Bleeding over the wounded plain
The trap is set The ambush awaits Their fate is sealed
Counting coup or taking your life Nocking my bow or unsheathing my knife
Cold and forsaken lies The twisted heart within this shell With every scalp I take I send a devil back to hell
I fight with the power of the gods at my side Their fate is sealed
I will live, you will die Ascend with your spirit to the sky My medicine is strong Now I sing a grand war song
Seething malice, full of hate Painted horses seal your fateTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
