Every Seed Is Awakened, And

Our Religion Seems Foolish To You, But So Does Yours To Me. The Baptists And Methodists And Presbyterians And The Catholics All Have A Different God. Why Cannot We Have One Of Our Own?

When I Was A Boy, The Sioux Owned The World. The Sun Rose And Set On Their Land; They Sent Ten Thousand Men To Battle. Where Are The Warriors Today? Who Slew Them? Where Are Our Lands? Who Owns Them?

First Kill Me Before You Take Possession Of My Fatherland.

I Have Killed, Robbed, And Injured Too Many White Men To Believe In A Good Peace. They Are Medicine, And I Would Eventually Die A Lingering Death. I Had Rather Die On The Field Of Battle.

This Is A Good Day To Die. Follow Me!