Funeral Drums of Insomnia’s Labyrinth
Lost in a desert
Where the sun no longer shines
In unrelenting torment
In the heart of the night
Many empty tepees
An endangered species
Red man burning
Black foot and Pawnee
Sleepless delirium
Of the trail of tears
Cheyenne & Navaho
A culture disappears
The suffering of one
Is the suffering of many
Funeral drums of insomnia's labyrinth
Ghosts dancers, dipped in flames
Fire walkers, nothing remains
Sightlеss souls of dead men walking
Fouled with dust, winglеss crows
Gouts of blood, sick with fear
A piecing woe get me out of here
Funeral drums of insomnia's labyrinth