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Through the path a mist will arise Bringing death with fire from the devils well A shady grove will hide the attack Chief of war, send the warriors of black Thirteen mounds, Hold our dead Last ten towns, War until the rivers red The marker trees guide the camp A footprint of shame, we leave our sacred land Fleeing those, who take what they will A killing foe, why should our children cry? Thirteen mounds, Hold our dead Last ten towns, War until the rivers red Blood thirst is pain, Ways of the past Are dying inside, Old men pray to the sky Women behold, The truth of terror Future unknown, From a foreign treaties lie Escape to the rocks, we mix our blood Elude our demiseYour eyes see as you were blind Our children grow, invade your soul Time is denied, the extinction of our fold To your surprise, I live today The spirit grows old, forever we will remain And with my blood, I will commend my son To flow with the wind, forever like the sun Thirteen mounds, Hold our dead Last ten towns, War until the rivers red Aus Songtexte Mania