Murder

The blood of this family, it mingles
with the clay in the sinking riverbed
I tie the boy down and tear his mother gown
it's ok she's already dead.

I'll sell the boy and the horse's to the snake you cannot see
I cut open the white man and take from his woman too
If it were up to me all the white faces would bleed
and bleed and bleed and bleed it's [bad word] 
Murder, It's murder
Murder, It's murder

Empty plains echo with empty screams
Theres a wagon on the highland
Father and his girl, both are heading south
I tie the boy and the horses
Then I use the skills of the wolf
I dont use a bullet, I get close enough I can use my knife
MY KNIFE!!!

I cut open the white man and take from his woman too
If it were up all the white faces would bleed
Reds a better color its [bad word] 
Let the blood out, let it flow
Cut the blood out, let it flow
Kill the clood out, let it flow
Like a river
Let if flow, like a river
Let if flow, like a river
Let if flow, like a river into the sea.