Lord of the Plains Songtext
von Vital Spirit

In the midst of a land without silence
Star Chief Quanah guards the last frontier
Fearless in the face of noble death
The wolves draws near

Three thousand soldiers took the field
A monumental force sent against the foe
The great white father imposing lines on paper
Stretching barbed wire across the panhandle

Enraged hearts of the resistance
Taking federal rations in January
And raiding under the summer moon
Burning war path of a crippled adversary


Mackenzies Fourth, cloaked in a fog of dust
A grand finality for Palo Duro camp
On a goat trail down through jaws of death
To deliver a final blow to the homeland

Raking fire over the lodges
Hot breath of an angry God
Dust, sunlight, a crackling fire
Sun, moon, stars forgot

False assurance in broken magic
Life passes as a shadow
Phantom herd haunt the canyon
Galloping amidst bleached bones

Sanctum sanctorum, done and dusted
Though like the wanderer, the sun gone down
Quanah held to the end with an iron will
One could bend horseshoes around


Last Chief of the Comanches
Resting until day breaks
Shadows fall, darkness fades
The Lord of the Plains