In his face, the tears of his race
In his face, the hatred of Mankind
A fury that has risen within the Buffalo
Contempt has engulfed his soul
He has never danced with this spirit
Embrace the sacrifice
Yearning for power
Tatanka fondles vice
Flowing from his mind
Visions of dead time
Burning detestation in these million dollar dreams
Tatanka turned his back on Luger and the fans
Chopping away skulls with the edge of his hands
Never say never
All men have a price
Tatanka's famished soul turned toward vice
Embrace the sacrifice
Yearning for power
Tatanka fondles vice
Flowing from his mind
Visions of dead time
Burning detestation in these million dollar dreams