Apaches کے بول

Night Hawk gave us an early warning Night Hawk said that you were coming Shadows sway in the desert heat Bloodshot Moon is arising Like a dirty eye in the sky Ancient rivers turn to poison Smog covers everything Bloody red Sun on the horizon Children cry on the sacred ground The way of the gun is to show no mercy The way of the Apache is to be free You may be running all the numbers Lying and cheating and gambling with our lives For every tree that hits the ground The Apache spirit grows strong The way of the gun is to show no mercy The way of the Apache is to be free