[Hook: Wahwahtay Benais]
They took his son from his home yeah they pulled 'em apart/ they took her
Daughter from her home they were forced to depart amongst the others on a
Train they called the Iron Horse
Another Native Fell victim to they holocaust
[Verse 1: Wahwahtay Benais]
Them devils came to the village posing as priests stealing children from
They homes took and placed 'em in a school to replace and undo what they
Labeled as savage
Before the gates ya long hair sheared tossed in a pile like it was garbage
Stripped down from ya custom attire ya skin scrubbed till it bleed put his
Clothes in a fire and bury
His items replace 'em with ours give 'em a bible teach 'em to read bleach
'em indeed if he speaks one word of his tongue no songs sung from the
Homeland wich he learned as a
Young buck from a old sage in the village to a school made of brick were
They plan was to kill 'em save the man was the modo sodomized dramatized
Gettin beat grueling rations when
He eat many died cuz they starved no one notifyed buryed in the yard for not
Following the cross or officials for my ancestors ya heart beats thru me
[Hook: Wahwahtay Benais]
They took his son from his home yeah they pulled 'em apart/ they took her
Daughter from her home they were forced to depart amongst the others on a
Train they called the Iron Horse
Another Native Fell victim to they holocaust
They took his son from his home yeah they pulled 'em apart/ they took her
Daughter from her home they were forced to depart amongst the others on a
Train they called the Iron Horse
Another Native Fell victim to they holocaust
[Verse 1: Wahwahtay Benais]
Them devils came to the village posing as priests stealing children from
They homes took and placed 'em in a school to replace and undo what they
Labeled as savage
Before the gates ya long hair sheared tossed in a pile like it was garbage
Stripped down from ya custom attire ya skin scrubbed till it bleed put his
Clothes in a fire and bury
His items replace 'em with ours give 'em a bible teach 'em to read bleach
'em indeed if he speaks one word of his tongue no songs sung from the
Homeland wich he learned as a
Young buck from a old sage in the village to a school made of brick were
They plan was to kill 'em save the man was the modo sodomized dramatized
Gettin beat grueling rations when
He eat many died cuz they starved no one notifyed buryed in the yard for not
Following the cross or officials for my ancestors ya heart beats thru me
[Hook: Wahwahtay Benais]
They took his son from his home yeah they pulled 'em apart/ they took her
Daughter from her home they were forced to depart amongst the others on a
Train they called the Iron Horse
Another Native Fell victim to they holocaust
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