Blood born of hate murder by the tons
An army of hate conquered this nation
It would seem to be that our history
Was taught to us how the west was won
Hop into the wagon and head out on the trail
Killing everything in sight and send ‘em all to hell
Never show no remorse and never shed a tear
Re-write the history of who the hell was here
Then provide an offering and give unto the man
A piece of the pie for taking all his land
Millions in bloodshed, millions in death
Tried to forget what happened but it’s on my breath

Tomahawks wage war, bloodshed and mayhem
But they do no damage to me
Tomahawks can be deadly in the hands of many men
But they also stand for peace

Takes a strong man to use a tomahawk against me
Takes a wise man to use a tomahawk not for peace
Taking many men to use a tomahawk on me
Takes a blind man to use a tomahawk just for peace

Witness the death of many that been slain
Personal conquest and much was here to gain
Have we been told lies, much to our surprise
Tomahawks are seen through other eyes, yeah

Tomahawk is much more than a tool
Used by so damn many fools
It’s life, the choice we have inside
To use a tomahawk for wrong or right

A tomahawk is much more than a tool
Used by so damn many fools
It’s life, the choice we have inside
To use a tomahawk, to use a tomahawk

Tomahawks wage war, bloodshed and mayhem
But they do no damage to me
Tomahawks can be deadly in the hands of many men
But they also stand for peace

Tomahawk, rage war
Bloodshed and mayhem around me
I don’t care if I get slain
A tomahawk is dead, a tomahawk is dead today