Murder

The blood of this family mingles

With the clay in this stinking riverbed

I tie the boy down and tear his mother's gown

It's okay, she's already dead

I'll sell the boy and the horses

To the snake you cannot see

I cut open the white man

And take from his woman too

If it were up to me

All the white faces would bleed

And bleed, and bleed, and bleed

It's truth

Murder

It's murder

Murder

It's murder

Empty plains echo with empty screams

There's a wagon on the highland

A father and his girl- both are heading south

I tie the boy and the horses

Then use the skills of the wolf

I don't use a bullet

I get close enough I can use my knife

My knife

I cut open the white man

And take from his woman too

If it were up to me

All the white faces would bleed

Red's a better color

It's truth

Let the blood out

Let it flow

Cut the blood out

Let it flow

Kill the blood out

Let if flow

Like a river

Let it flow

Like a river

Let it flow

Like a river

Let if flow

Like a river

Into the sea