Dead Legends
Dunnica Harps
Naked spirit in the night
Rise upward and take to flight
Young warrior dances to a drum
A chief remembers when he was young
Pride rises in every young heart
The old feel privileged to take part
Culture and heritage lost in a new age
The Raven flies a plight of rage
The beating of the drums are loud and clear
Too bad we are unwilling to hear
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