Lyrics Tenskwatawa - Songs: Ohia

Tenskwatawa

Close to the citadel
She raises her lantern
Close to the citadel
She raises her lacquered hooves
The long road division
Or lack of another route
These then were all too good vantage lost
And I grow suspect as soon as your friendliness rises
'Cause one man alone
Stands a chance, not a second chance
Close to the citadel
Will hasten to a firm
For this congress
We have written doubly against
And we’ll grow suspect as soon as their friendliness rises
And I alone
Stand a chance, not a second chance