in the cold night embrace
when even the last rite is consumed
the torpor of limbs assail the spirit
deadly premonitions flutter among the fires
hidden by the dark of dense interlacement
a grisly dance f shades
abducts and hypnotizes the mind
betraying every sacred ideal
a prophetic dream, visions of death
the great spirit manifest himself
in a mystical scene of collective madness
without an escape neither a way
only a light shines in the sky
unware muse of perverse plots
and the last pitiful and cruel act
pull down itself on the children of the sun with anger
the past glory, the virtue, the wisdom
is graven into the depth of the soul
Mother Earth embraces forever
the worth and the pride of a fierce people
"the dog that licks your hand,
doesn't see the knife hidden in the other" (Crazy Horse)
long hair combed by the wind
the deception pervades he thought
in fleeting and precarious projections
of an unreal context og hate
and the morning star disappears,
only sad spectator
symbol of life, witness of death
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