We had settled these lands
This harbor was our own
Where we fished and hunted
Always it was to be our home
Guarded by snow capped mountains
Flanked by the pine clan hills
Never would we imagine
The snow white men who would come to kill
Bloody Bay... massacre
Bloody Bay... massacre
Bloody Bay... massacre
Bloody Bay... massacre
They encroached upon
Our sacred territory
Killing the reverent nature
And the woods on the promontory
A burden upon our spirits
These outsiders do not belong
We cannot coexist
We cannot get along
Sharpen the tomahawks
Fletch more arrows and bows
Tonight we descend from
Mount Calvary to the homesteads below
A ravenous family invaded
Took Angle Brook when it wasn't there's to take
Now we will take it back
This horde we shall decimate
Our axes cut deep in the flesh
Wounds spurt blood as they wake from their rest
Jump out of bed at the sound of their screams
In the moonlight our arrowheads gleam
We kill to reclaim for the earth
What was stolen from us we've had since birth
No mercy for foreign invaders
Die at the hands of our Beothuk raiders
Death to the colonists