[sections in quotation marks are taken from tecumseh's speech to the osages]
'My people are determined on vengeance,
they have taken up the tomahawk,
they will make it fat with blood.'
'The Great Spirit is angry with our enemies; he speaks in thunder,
and the earth swallows up villages,
and drinks up the Mississippi.'
under the light of the burning comet
we marched, we fought, we died.
no more do we sound the war whoop, the woods are silent but for weeping.
with my own eyes i saw him fall
and with him, our future.
these fires on the horizon
write our epitaphs across the night.
in the flickering shapes
i see three centuries of suffering.
here i wait,
in this darkened wood.
the chill of autumn is upon me.
into the hands of my descendants i commend my spirit.
the pain of my wounds has dulled
i thirst.
Unpretentious raw black metal, with its heart at the left spot. Well written, nicely executed. If you're complaining about its political content, you're probably part of the problem. This is the good stuff! tötwelkr