Greedy farmers they are lurking in the night Indians are in deep sleep not prepared to fight Spitting fire for the empire chaos everywhere Horrific bloodshed Indians burned alive in houses made of straw The farmers kill everyone death by dawn Just war, blood ang gore A legal genocide killing natives is not a crime Kill them Burn it up Massacre There's no hope to survive It is the end of one more tribe They dominate and kill There's no hope to survive It is the end of one more tribe They dominate and kill Kill Kill Kill Lands are stolen by the portuguese crown The arani people were cowardly shot down No salvation Termination Everybody died Just a boy is still alive There's no hope to survive It is the end of one more tribe They dominate and kill There's no hope to survive It is the end of one more tribe They dominate and kill There's no hope to survive It is the end of one more tribe They dominate and kill There's no hope to survive It is the end of one more tribe They dominate and kill Kill Kill Dominate and kill Kill