Alexandre Rocha - Sacred Grounds

Sentinels of the land
Wise ones that live one with nature
Either rainforest or sand
Tales of great warriors past
Feats never seen before from
Technologically advanced empires
Ships arrive in the shore
Axe and arrow were promptly met with
Fire blasting from a barrel
Armored beings send to lay waste
Sacred grounds dead and gone
Spirits are called
Upon to give their strength
What remained to be done was
Stand your ground
Stand up proud
Break the bounds
Accept no crowns
Now missions are made to murder their gods
Reserves get smaller as they become props
Stand your ground
Stand up proud
Time goes by, things have changed
Tales are told of a tender welcome
History lies to us not
Their massacre is entertainment
News are quiet but not as quite as
The voices that come right from the abused
Real words need to be heard
But there's no need for futile saviors
Let them speak for themselves!
Stand your ground
Stand up proud
Break the bounds
Accept no crowns
Now missions are made to murder their gods
Reserves get smaller as they become props
Stand your ground
Stand up proud
Break the bounds
Accept no crowns

Written by:
Alexandre Rocha

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