Funeral Drums of Insomnia’s Labyrinth

Lost in a desert
Where the sun no longer shines
In unrelenting torment
In the heart of the night
Many empty tepees
An endangered species
Red man burning
Black foot and Pawnee
Sleepless delirium
Of the trail of tears
Cheyenne & Navaho
A culture disappears

The suffering of one
Is the suffering of many

Funeral drums of insomnia's labyrinth

Ghosts dancers, dipped in flames
Fire walkers, nothing remains
Sightlеss souls of dead men walking
Fouled with dust, winglеss crows

Gouts of blood, sick with fear
A piecing woe get me out of here

Funeral drums of insomnia's labyrinth