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?