My choice is the Song of Truth 
  while Truth causes my isolation
but I, in this prison have 
  another song of truth.




We are Warriors
  there is no fault to be a Warrior
We are Men
  who are charged to protect our brothers
  and sisters


On top of the high Mountain
  comes a Thunderbird
With no complaints from his wounds
  he laid his head on a rock and died
While his blood flowed
                          like a fountain.



In the Ironhouse of Greed
  We are in chains, in fear but we
have a dream for our people
  and we must resist till we are free.



On top of the high Mountain
  an exhausted deer stands by a tree
Sad with broken hands and legs
  his hands and legs are broken
but it is not as painful as his
broken heart on this lonely Mountain.



We hate this Woman called Marion
  She is prideful, jealous and without
conscience
She enjoys and destroys all Men
  Oh! Great Spirit there is no fault
                        to be a Man.



Spring and Summer will arrive
  Our brother left the Mountain
He returns to our culture for nourishment
   He is free
                          He is free

  
- Bobby Gene Garcia 
  Daniel Bear Webster
  Standing Deer