Contaminate Your Bed And You

Your God Loves Your People And Hates Mine; He Folds His Strong Arms Lovingly Around The White Man And Leads Him As A Father Leads His Infant Son, But He Has Forsaken His Red Children; He Makes Your People Wax Strong Every Day, And Soon They Will Fill The Land; While My People Are Ebbing Away Like A Fast-receding Tide, That Will Never Flow Again. The White Man's God Cannot Love His Red Children Or He Would Protect Them. They Seem To Be Orphans Who Can Look Nowhere For Help.

We Are A Part Of The Earth And It Is Part Of Us.

Earth Does Not Belong To Us; We Belong To Earth. Take Only Memories, Leave Nothing But Footprints.

All Things Are Bound Together. All Things Connect.

Your Religion Was Written On Tablets Of Stone, Ours On Our Hearts. 8. We Are Part Of The Earth And The Earth Is Part Of Us.