Along the shores of the pathway to the gods I sent him along on his way Bringer of death and disgrace To the ancestral place Although the man lay dead on the sand Darkness had not lifted there There were much more on their way With dollars in their hand One of the many lies that they told Was that they were divine and fair With Cook's blood on my hand The spell was broken there
Along the shores of the pathway to the gods I sent him along on his way Bringer of death and disgrace To the ancestral place Although the man lay dead on the sand Darkness had not lifted there There were much more on their way With dollars in their hand One of the many lies that they told Was that they were divine and fair With Cook's blood on my hand The spell was broken there
