Running through the trees
A flash of raven hair
Caught her ice pick stare
Cool as the winter's breeze
The Face of a Cherokee
The cry of the red banshee
Spirit of the free
The Face of a Cherokee
Master of the powerful
The White man is your downfall
Sharnee forced to flee
From invading gods of greed
They broke your brothers trust
History and legends ground to dust
On the Trail of Tears
Ahead lies the sacred mountain
Sharnee keeps on running
From the screaming roar of pounding hooves
Visions of her slaughtered kin
Thick with ghosts and eerie moans
Through the fields of trampled bones
On the trail of tears
Sharnee climbs the sacred mountain
Glowing flesh, pulsing power
Blood pumping angry fire
Her mind racing faster
A 100 miles an hour
With echoes of her pain
Cries out to the valley below
What is to become of us?
Running through the trees
A flash of raven hair
Caught her ice pick stare
Cool as the winter's breeze
The Face of a Cherokee
The cry of the red banshee
Spirit of the free
The Face of a Cherokee
Rob Harris - Face of a Cherokee (feat. Rob Harris, Filippo Dall'asta) Lyrics
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Running through the trees
A flash of raven hair
Caught her ice pick stare
Cool as the winter's breeze
The Face of a Cherokee
The cry of the red banshee
Spirit of the free
The Face of a Cherokee
Master of the powerful
The White man is your downfall
Sharnee forced to flee
From invading gods of greed
They broke your brothers trust
History and legends ground to dust
On the Trail of Tears
Ahead lies the sacred mountain
Sharnee keeps on running
From the screaming roar of pounding hooves
Visions of her slaughtered kin
Thick with ghosts and eerie moans
Through the fields of trampled bones
On the trail of tears
Sharnee climbs the sacred mountain
Glowing flesh, pulsing power
Blood pumping angry fire
Her mind racing faster
A 100 miles an hour
With echoes of her pain
Cries out to the valley below
What is to become of us?
Running through the trees
A flash of raven hair
Caught her ice pick stare
Cool as the winter's breeze
The Face of a Cherokee
The cry of the red banshee
Spirit of the free
The Face of a Cherokee
A flash of raven hair
Caught her ice pick stare
Cool as the winter's breeze
The Face of a Cherokee
The cry of the red banshee
Spirit of the free
The Face of a Cherokee
Master of the powerful
The White man is your downfall
Sharnee forced to flee
From invading gods of greed
They broke your brothers trust
History and legends ground to dust
On the Trail of Tears
Ahead lies the sacred mountain
Sharnee keeps on running
From the screaming roar of pounding hooves
Visions of her slaughtered kin
Thick with ghosts and eerie moans
Through the fields of trampled bones
On the trail of tears
Sharnee climbs the sacred mountain
Glowing flesh, pulsing power
Blood pumping angry fire
Her mind racing faster
A 100 miles an hour
With echoes of her pain
Cries out to the valley below
What is to become of us?
Running through the trees
A flash of raven hair
Caught her ice pick stare
Cool as the winter's breeze
The Face of a Cherokee
The cry of the red banshee
Spirit of the free
The Face of a Cherokee
Writer: Robert Harris
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