Goashem

<br>I close my eyes to see within myself as the first snow falls on me<br>I close my ears to hear my inner voice and the cold wind freezes me<br><br>This is my land, our holy land, I don`t want to leave this place<br>But there are unholy men all around us and they want to take it away<br>Their hearts are filled with mean passion... Red blood on their hands<br>Tonight is the last night we`re a part of this land<br><br>I open my eyes and my ears, I see nothing but darkness<br>I hear the wind behind the distant hills far beyond this vale<br><br>This is my land, our holy land, I don`t want leave this place<br>But there are unholy men all around us and they want take it away<br>We have to go, travel to the hills, maybe we will find the answer there<br>Follow me, my people, we must wander to the land of the long shades<br><br>I am Alge from the land of Wuowjo, the only son of Goashem<br>I`m the leader of these people now from the vale of white reindeer