This pain within, that makes me wish to fall Draining my strength away, it burns inside. I won't faint now, it's the last ritual Both shaman and my father will be proud.
Bridge Near the very end, I smile. Clear visions I see, ancient spirits of my tribe. I shed no tears. It's almost done, the sun's about to rise, Lightening the paths I have to ride.
I'm a warrior prince, just like my ancestors, The curumin has died in my heart's core.
Bridge Feel the stormy wind cry out. Take these gloves away from me, drown the ants down in the river.
Chorus The ritual is done, Reborn on the leaves of dawn. I'll lead this tribe, they're blood from my blood. I'll be their guide, to bring all the glory again.
See that moon over me, ask for nothing but freedom All this land belong to us, my friends.