When Savages Sang Strongly 1

The leopard kills for love sun burns for souls, the moon moans for blood stars frost the steppes, the fire of your eyes warms the wastelands, alone the horse rides Tree of Life leans to the winds, the arrow strikes deep a wound becomes wise, the griffin sees you sleep in this dream somebody dies, lightning hesitates for your heartbeat the storm doesn't stop for sympathies, The storm doesn't stop for sympathies pick up your head and move towards Truth, permafrost phantoms play for promises amid the hills of hero's, ancestor's proof, Kurgan Tombs keeping treasures young from the Northern Lights to the Pontic Plains, memories of millenia the Scythians have sung from Hyperborea to the Pyramids, with bow and battle axe liberty was earned empires paid tribute to their valor, they were the Masters of Eurasia's fortune their spirit will always seek a new frontier, the world pulled them away with a modern dawn only the sun knows where to find the future, Only the sun knows where to find the future only the future knows where to find hope's clarity, We embrace the song of the suffering vulture rely not on the feed of death's charity, We venture through the danger exposed to the ancient elements, predators prowl with patient hunger We are prepared to wear the weapons, Colonizing the wilderness with wisdom We bring industry and culture, there is a dance we call the Soul Storm in which the falcon rides karma's fire, when the Devil blows war's iron horn destiny demands that we be the debtor, J.A.B. 2020