Lupine Moon

Spirits of the Native Warriors

Lupine Moon


Across the plains the echo blows 
Whispers of battles past 
Of genocidal bloodshed 
Resisting to the last 

The whispers speak of courage 
Of dignity and pride 
Defenders of their culture 
Of family and tribe 

Warriors of honor 
Fighting to the death 
Defying the invaders 
'Til they'd taken their last breath 

Expansion of brutality 
Manifest at any cost 
Murder of identity 
A history is lost 

Hold on to tradition 
Passed down from ages old 
Learning of the heritage 
From tales the elders told 

Fearless in defiance 
The warriors stood their ground 
Gathering strength from the spirits 
To cast their enemies down 

They came in greater numbers 
Shooting fire from their hands 
An overwhelming wave of force 
Too powerful to withstand 

Honorless opressors 
Hunting them like game 
An enemy that knew not 
The boundaries of shame