Broken Treaties
The white-man ravaged the frontiers,
The hunting grounds and the plains,
Their braves were slaughtered in thousands,
The blood was falling like rain,
The treaties were signed and the white-man smiled,
While twisting their knives in their backs,
The whole Indian Nation, was facing starvation,
A net of illusion, was squeezing the life from the tribes,
Their women were tortured, their bodys thrown into the flames.
The flaming arrows were flying,
And smoke rose up to the sky,
The Cavalry kept on charging,
The soldiers never asked why,
The Chiefs still believe that their people could rise,
And unite in a final attack,
The treaties were broken by white-mans's greed,
They fought for their freedom, bought with blood,
The Cherokee Nation, Shawnee and Souix,
A million war-braves, in surprise attack.
Tratados Quebrados
O homem branco devastou as fronteiras,
Os terrenos de caça e as planícies,
Seus guerreiros foram massacrados em milhares,
O sangue caía como chuva,
Os tratados foram assinados e o homem branco sorriu,
Enquanto cravava suas facas em suas costas,
Toda a Nação Indígena enfrentava a fome,
Uma rede de ilusão, espremendo a vida das tribos,
Suas mulheres eram torturadas, seus corpos jogados nas chamas.
As flechas flamejantes voavam,
E a fumaça subia ao céu,
A Cavalaria continuava a atacar,
Os soldados nunca perguntavam o porquê,
Os Chefes ainda acreditam que seu povo pode se erguer,
E se unir em um ataque final,
Os tratados foram quebrados pela ganância do homem branco,
Eles lutaram por sua liberdade, comprada com sangue,
A Nação Cherokee, Shawnee e Sioux,
Um milhão de guerreiros, em um ataque surpresa.
Composição: Ross / Tippins