Okchja - De Soto's Downfall Lyrics

Labeled as savagery
Unless the violence is in their favor
The writers of history
Made their heroes from barbaric failures
Mass destruction of many nations
Are the true cornerstones of conquest
Rely on slaving and stripping assets
From the kind they think are worthless
From across the waterway
The Spaniards plans to cross
Communications within the grapevine
Warned the Chickasaws of this fraud
Threats to their home
Make their way across the river
A village for the unwelcome guests
To refuge for the winter
They underestimate
The pure force of this tribe
His acts to desecrate
Will end quickly in the night
They think it's theirs to take
But when the flaming arrows fly
He'll live to accentuate
How his glory days have died
As they leaves for the vernal season
They force an extreme demand
Denial of his order
And a night attack was planned
Their songs echo in the dark
As sun and moon pass by
Lull them into weakness
For when it becomes the night
Set their camp ablaze
Let them feel the heat
Running out of their burning structures
Into their quick defeat
Their punishment is here
Humiliate them all
Their place will turn to ashes
And their legacy will fall
They underestimate
The pure force of this tribe
His acts to desecrate
Will end quickly in the night
They think it's theirs to take
But when the flaming arrows fly
He'll live to accentuate
How his glory days have died
Conquerors now conquered
On this land, they don't belong
From this encounter
This tribe remains strong