Tomahawk Song from Spirituality by Concrete Age

Winds of the war are bringing the storm
We are fighting like an animals,marching through the piles of bones
Thousand years of sorrow, thousand of pain
Brotherhood is dying only hatreds will remain

Ruins of the temples will be shrouded in a jungles
Like a fortress of the spirits in reminder of the past
Thousand years of war, feels like yesterday
But the fire is still burning in the memory of pain

And we are bounded by the oath of fathers
Won`t kill each other, this is the law

Horizon merges with the ocean
So the Modern war is coming
Foreign land is bringing Pale-faced thieves on our land
Thousands years of sorrow are now will be extended
And the future of our people is now in our hands

Because we are bounded by the oath of fathers
The Code of Honor is in our blood
You want to steal it? So try it harder
We will survive it, survive another storm

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