I rode to my homeland 
And carried the memory 
Over the valley below 
And the heart of a nation 
The war cry was blazing 
And the loss of my brothers and sons 
Were all in the name of civilization 
The empty moon saw I was leaving 
with pride and hope in my heart 
The mountains talk of 
Far away dreaming 
So came the invasion 
Across from a faraway place 
Into the new world 
With guns and new order 
They gave us religion 
Then took away all of our rights 
And forced us to live 
Behind their new border 
The four winds blow 
And bring new vision 
Where children laugh without fear 
The land will speak 
The people will listen 
But yesterday my life was fading 
With every reason to die 
Ten miles to the north 
As I rode my red horse 
In the dying sun 
And then when I saw 
The white soldiers 
One hundred or more in a line 
Kill for the land 
Saying their law will stand 
What kind of god do they see? 
The fighting is over 
No matter what fear they might bring 
My country will live 
The dust clouds are falling 
I stood by the river 
And breathing the air that is life 
Within the black hills 
My spiritual calling 
What kind of god can this be?