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Eye of the Mohawk Warrior
Mohawk warrior climbs atop the sails, going to man the crowsnest
Swiftly scans across the waves, got all he needed from his gaze
Emerald eye, shamans rite; stellar vision in the night
Storms a'comin, man the wheel; sees a fleet of boats of steel
In the black sea
Sheathed by darkness
Man your blades
End their days
Plundering all their booty
Taking all their gold
Slashing through their bodies
Make them pay their toll
Crew rejoicing, stacked in riches
Time to port and snag some bitches
Grog and rum in our tums
Gettin sloppy like a poopdeck
Gettin really drunk
Slapping big butts
O whats that
We're under attack
Cannons thuinder fire
The royal guard has come
Ending our night of fun
Time to cut and run
Eye of the mohawk warrior, leads us to salvation
making our way across the bay, plotting our next location
The time is nigh to let her fly. to find a land anew
Onward leads a pirate, and his valiant crew!
Ha! This story sorta
Ha! This story sorta compliments where my he'd was at around the time you posted it. Hmmmm.
Someone pirated my pirate flag too.
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There Is A Catholic Mohawk Saint
1660's - She is patron of the ecology and the environment (like St. Francis of Assisi- John Paul II and Benedict finalized her (canonized?) as a Catholic Saint. Mohawk worshiped their war god before the Catholict priests arrived. Canada and New York is their ancestral terrain. Fierce warriors, no pirates, no ships - traded with the Dutch. Believed that dreams determined actions. Her native name meant "she who runs into things". Like I said, u r weird ~a~
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Mohawk or mohecan?
Mohawk or mohecan?
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
Its just a silly song. We
Its just a silly song. We wrote it with our friend Gabe, the rhythm guitarist, who is Native and we call Mohawk Warrior.