Wapiti
Wapiti
Beneath the mesas rough terrain
White snow lies gentle on an open plain
A black elk herd
Lift their heads to the firebird’s cry
Lift their legs and run to the southern sky
Wapiti
A mother pleads for her child, in sorrow and rage
The heart of her life placed like an animal in a cage
I do not feel her pain, though it seems that I should
Relieve her of her pain
You who capitalized on our grief
You brought no comfort no relief
Against the progressive march of time
You deliberate for decline
It is a weakness you define
That we must overcome, overcome
Fan the flame, your time has come
Warriors of the golden sun
Medicine man
Shake the fear from the cold and frozen land
Shake the fear from the cold and frozen land
Wapiti
You are the breath of death, you are nuclear waste,
You are the infection streaming from a wound
You are the godless one, without conscience
In the life beyond life, what you may call hell
The ones you caused to suffer, will suffer you as well
Will scream and rage inside of you, and there will be no escape.
All you will know is their pain, their grief their rage
All you will feel is their pain and there will be no escape
You who plundered sacred ground
Defiled the air with your double tongue
Those who feed your potentate
Now stand ambivalent at the gate
Soon will leave you to your fate
And the furies will come, they will come!
Fan the flame, your time has come
Warriors of the golden sun
Medicine man
Shake the fear from the cold and frozen land
Shake the fear from the cold and frozen land
Wapiti
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