Even in the initial of contact between European Christians and Native Indian people the was set for ethnocentrism, and the attitude towards the Indians was that of superiority. The Indians were read a in Spanish which they had no hope of understanding, they had no hope of understanding the death sentence were being read, and it something like this: "We ask and require you to acknowledge the church as the and superior of the whole world and the high called pope and in his name the king of Spain as lords of this land. If you submit we receive you in all and charity and shall leave you, your wives and children and your lands without servitude, but if you do not submit we shall powerfully enter into your and shall make war against you, we take you and your wives and your children and shall make slaves of them and we shall take away your and shall do you all the harm and we can."
years ago we were all tribal. Then came the with their fucking bible. began the termination The of our Indian nations Yeah, with love and a moral authority They killed our men and stole our country I never claimed shit was poetry It's just the fucking lies of You pray to the lord and get down on your knees Here's a cross for your and the coughing disease Though you helped us survive we will laugh you bleed Then deny what we did, our own history We will kidnap children and cut off their hair Silence their language and outlaw their Beat them until they believe In the blood of Jesus Christ our Christians murdered Columbus murdered and now we have a holiday Still you want to deny history Look to the sky for your god to As you commit genocide Christians came and the they did hang 13 at a time for Jesus and his We are the ones you had to So murder and greed could be justified The of the church is full With the blood of all heathen fools Who would not receive the gift of So we them as a sacrifice To our killing god above To our mother church and all her We steal their gods and subjugate Those who don't believe we'll
"The Spaniards made bets as to who slit a man in two or cut of his head with one blow. They tore babies from their mother's by their feet and dashed their head against the rocks. They hanged by thirteen in honor and reverence for their redeemer and their apostles. They put wood underneath and with fire the Indians alive."
Christians Indians We in the earth, the sky and dreams The and the creator who gave us these The sacred gift of and human beings That makes you the hate to ahnilate So here I am the savage Voice of the dead and my cries And like the ghosts of this land you erase I see blood on the hands of the race. 500 years of manifest 500 of resistance to the enemy You have faith in the rivers, the mountains, the a murdering god to replace all of these With the blood of forgiveness you too can be Or the wrath of Jehovah you're sure to We baptize you with the blood of the lamb With the sword and the gospel we will your land You will join our church and be to be saved Or we'll slaughter your children and your women rape. murdered Indians I see on the hands of the master race.