Gojira - Indians Lyrics
Ride a horse that's cleaving throughthe air and space of dreamstravelling through timeAll alone I praywhere am I ? Who am I ?And that old man trust in meHis words are running nowbecause we have lost all guidesyou're extended now to a world of lightyou're not the oneyou think you aresince you were bornyou're only loveOn a mount I'm standing nowand it's coming over methat I'm not here,I am on another planehumping around, hit myselfI returned inside of metears sliding down my face[I die again]And the horse is leaving merunning out of spacerunning out of reachyou're not the oneyou think you aresince you were bornan Indian tribe